jam)] [x8:] (liks liks liks boy, liks liks liks boy) [Interlude over x8: Xzibit] Geyeah, Alkaholiks for ninety-fo' Makin more dutch than Ross Perot
(feat. D-Dub, Sicx, Tall Can) [Verse 1] Off the rossi twisted, I'm not yo average package Snatch it, too bad ya had to miss it, english keeps me lifted
wildin, hollerin like Keisha did Tommy, If you ain't see Belly You don't nothin about it What else can you tell me But my flow so [? ] Cook it up a notch
In here wildin, hollerin like Keisha did Tommy, If you aint see Belly You dont nothin about it What else can you tell me But my flow so (?) Cook it up
know I been getting money way back in ninety-fo. [Chorus x2] [Rick Ross:] I tote big chips, ride big whips, smelling like cush walking thru Sis Field. It's Rick Ross
roll it, I like it (Ross!) She rollin' wit moa (moa!) Talk to 'em like it (yuh!) Khaled's the boss Like Ricky's the Ross Everyone of my doggs, where
[feat. Travis Barker, Swizz Beatz, Lil Wayne & Rick Ross] [Swizz Beatz:] Can a drummer get some Can a drummer get some Can a drummer get some Can a
enlightenment And this is why I'm writin it Yeah... this is in memory of I'm not sure about all of these names Linnet Grinnich, Cookie Murray Yeah "Rest in peace" Ross
try your luck C'mon...play pussy'n'get fucked Ass-hole snicker and get beat Your a bad motherfucker if you dare to compete Cause Diana Ross be comin'
hurt you Beat you out your shirt and your shoes, punch ya chin off But a pound put your face on your chest like Rick Ross Bitch boy, you nigga Jill Scott
3-D And that is called AIDS in case you didn't know And the only blow I'm giving is this knockout blow Switching with your bandana looking like Diana Ross
on me, all chrome Public enemy, welcome to the terrordome This UK money, my phone stay home, I roam Safety on Glock, ice on rock I rep Biggie since Rick Ross
[Rick Ross:] We them niggas at the park, we just wanna ball Sellin dope, we get a car and don't know what it's called Nniggas foul, but the referees
know, that I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low Pull up in that white
Freaky Money See This Freaky Money See This Weaky Money Look At Me I Cook For Her Then I Make Her Cook For Me She Make Me Cook Her Lobster Tails I Make Her Go And Cook
no the boys on the block wanna take us, Cause we bringin all of the paper, n From nothinn, To somethinn, You know us we the Usual Suspects. [Rick Ross
With Kush and Lean on my breath The Big Boss ricky ross is trilla Know what I'm talkin bout Shout out to gun play Shout out to T O Shout out to Kenny
[feat. Lil Wayne, Swizz Beatz, Game & Rick Ross] [Swizz Beatz:] Can a drummer get some Can a drummer get some Can a drummer get some Can a drummer get
