im a G you aint know a muthafuckin thang about me i tell you one muthafuckin thang about me bitch i got so much money on me ~Rick ross~ [verse 1] im
a muthaf*** thang 'bout me I tell you one muthaf*** thang 'bout me *** I got so much money on me I'm lookin' thug in a Bentley I got a few slugs, don
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a G you aint know a muthafuckin thang about me i tell you one muthafuckin thang about me bitch i got so much money on me ~Rick ross~ [verse 1] im lookin
beats I'm untamed, I need a leash I'm insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the
I'm booked out until August Show money deposits See the shit then I cop it got but a house note in my pocket I'm on south beach with the top off Bad bitch
!) [Verse 3: Amerie] And though I hate it, hate it that I can't forget you I tried my best but, I'm a mess cause I can't shake you Wanna call you but
count [RICK ROSS:] Hataz talk but they don't count Still got a bird still got a ounce Baby I got you a house Hataz hatin on me Cause I'm more G Big boss
of counters One time for my allies I'm a poe boy that like my guns Supersize CMB what it is I'm cookin up them kids [Rick Ross:] I'm countin Blood Money
But I handle my issue I got several pistols That won't whistle, missles not grisled from fatty tissue Mississippi's my home Till I'm die and I'm gone I
off blows My nation affiation pitch forks I've chose What the fuck you gon' do? We bang back hammers I'm a six point star, in a gray bandanna I'd die
they made that Hop up in my fly ride watch the top lay back Rather flip a drop 'Lac before I flip a Maybach Wonder why I say that I'm so hood And it ain
me just like crack I'm like Uncle Sam yeah homie I write back [Rick Ross:] Otha rappers just be havin million dolla thoughts I'm a rapper that could
we communicate with players I'm a hater disintegrater, a player congratulator A money motivator, I'm Gotti Yoda Vader I keep it simple and plain, I'm
bang ya This Rick Ross and them Dogg Pound Gangstas [Chorus:] On some real shit I gotta be the best I gotta stay fresh I represent the West On some real shit I'm
[feat. Rick Ross & T.I.] Yeah Yeah Dirty Money Ricky Ross [Rick Ross:] Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read Pretty face, thin waist with the
