Letras:
Rick Ross Push It

pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) i gotta (push it to the limit) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) i

pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) i gotta (push it to the limit) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) i

pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) i gotta (push it to the limit) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) im pushin it (push) i

You Out", so I'm a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7

show u how to do this Pen it so easy, a caveman can do it Nigga we simply the best dont confuse it I confuse it, critics b hatin Best album yet but

the DJ He be Khaled, I be Lil' Weezy Baby if you ask me if you're nasty Creative gifted bastard Spit sporadic I'm so diplomatic democratic Touch it, Bring it, Push it

: (feat. Rick Ross) [Intro] Ay count that money for me partner Ay Ross make sure that nigga got that shit right, ya hear me? Ay, let a motherfucker

: (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

me baby) You can see me from a far I'm the shit Scream at me What it do, What it is (What It Do) [Paul Wall] It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse club