: Ross (push it to the limit) Port of miami (uhhh) porting my candy (uhhh) aint got nothign to lose (nah) this is part of the family (push it to the
Just End.... A Hastion Frater Has Just Been Ceased By The Miami Coast Guard With Over 60 Kilos Hidden Below The Vessel Docked At The Port Of Miami If
: [Chorus:] Im Bad (im bad) Im Back (im back), Im Mad (im mad) Im strapped (im strapped) Nigga What You Want Nigga who you wit Came wit my dogs leavin
qui crois-tu que tu joues au con, je suis le putain d?boss 745(1), blanc sur blanc c?est ce putain d?Ross J?les ai coupe larges, j?les ai coupe longues
: Rick Ross(verse 1) sometimes i rhyme slow sometime i rhyme quick sometime i buy blow,so i supply bricks mufuckers lookin at me sideways but can they
Her Lobster Tails I Make Her Go And Cook A Key Catch A Flight First Class Don P Every Glass Next Year We Private Jets In The Clouds Havin Sex Cum Once Cum Twice Rick Ross
: Let me think back to 96' when booby had the realest nigga feelin like a bitch they go for 20 hours getting them for the 17 a lil g look at me i was
be the one I blast (Ross) Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross) Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross) Where
: (feat. Lyfe Jennings) [Intro: Lyfe Jennings (Rick Ross talking)] It's my time (Rick Ross) It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man) (Dade County
and I flew back To the hell zone most straps stand 20 shell toes Get life on yo cell phone Quarter key box of soda Ross whip that Career criminal fa' sho' Ross
Sheet mix, remix still talkin' white bricks Two million records sold and I'm still talkin' white shit [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 3 - Rick Ross] I'm the
s the only life I chose Street life , nothin' but the street life They love they way I shine This world is mine, all mine [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Up early
My Sins (I Aint Cryin' I Aint Cryin') Cuz I Hv Sined Da Lord Is Da Stucure Of My Life N Whom I Sow B Afaid N B4 I Wrap Up This Port Of Miami Emamies N
whatcha like Go rock your chain, boss Pour that champagne, boss Keep getting paid, boss Do Whatcha like Ross, la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like Ross
that new shit Ha, they say life's a bitch But close ya' eyes for a minute, and just bite this dick, it?s Ross [Chorus: Rick Ross (Dre)] This outta
twist cartell cociane by the cases cocktail more cars than a racist ak's on the leer jet whoa.. Rick Ross im a real threat [hook] Rick Ross [verse 2
: (feat. Akon) [Akon: talking] Convict [echo] Up Front Yeah.. Convikt Muzik [Rick Ross talking (Akon)] Ross.. (ohhh) Triple C's [Chorus: Akon] If
: (Ladie and Gentlemen) Ladies you are tuned into the best Sho' Nuff songs Jazze Phizzle Rick Ross Let's go Daddy Rick Rizzle M-I-YAYO [Verse 1
