(feat. Mannie Fresh) [Intro: Mannie Fresh (Rick Ross)] Okaaaay, I'm reloaded (Ain't expect this) The homey, Elvis Freshly (Uh, Huuh) and Rick Ross-teen
(feat. Nelly & Avery Storm) [Chorus:] I got a bunch of dollars I can spend them on her Cause she can be my lady, She can be my lover Call me on the
gonna stop Rick Ross is the defination of the projects Ricky Ross is the defination of the ghetto Rick Ross is the defination of the slums Rick Ross
(feat. Rodney) Lord knows I ain't perfect [Rodney (Rick Ross):] I'm only human I'm only human I'm a man, I make mistakes I'mmaa make-I'mma make-I'mma
Both Girls:] Sweeeeeeeeeeet! Ha-ha-ha! [Sample:] Come and take a ride Come and take a ride [Rick Ross:] Billionaire Yayo JUSTICE LEAGUE [Rick Ross:]
(feat. Ebonylove) [Girl: Talkin] Dis for the trill bitches fuck a nigga money make me come Boss u betta tell em [Rick Ross:] I need a real bitch 365
Trilllaaaaa... BOSSSS Yeah, trilla, feels good baby BOSSSS, I done took over the game nigga, Hoppin' out the blue gotti with my bellys? on No underwear
reppin my city I be reppin my city er er er'y night I be reppin my city I be reppin my city I be reppin my city - no one can do it better [Rick Ross
(feat. T-Pain) [Intro:] Ricky Ross (the boss), T-Pain, J-J-J-J-J-R [Chorus: T-Pain] Gotta fresh line up fresh outfit bouta have the parking lot on
(feat. R. Kelly) [Intro: Rick Ross {R. Kelly}] Legendary, Runners, You Know Me, {o ooooh, o ooooh}, Trilla, {o ooooh, o ooooh} [Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Wet bars on the boat Wet broad money low Real like scott storch off from the coke Maybachs were a dream, now it's all real It's hard to get sleep laying
(feat. Trey Songz) [Intro: Rick Ross] Billionaire yeah you feel me I have your bitch lacin up my shoes homey Rollin them L's up haha Gettin Money [
his car Smelled his ass no ross just bought another garage Yeah, yeah they wanna be the boss But bitch niggaz get twist in the cross I'm the best [Hook: Rick Ross
assassinate, And I feel like MLK Yeah... I have a dream to be your worst nightmare, And now meet the boss of the cartel. [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm a seven
Fish Grease Shout out to fil con Shout out to big bar Shout out to John Dough The Whole Lench Mob Shout out to Rick Ross Because I Run This I was a Trill
Ricky Ross, with something special right here Excuse the marijuana, just trying to drug myself We got some gangstas in the house too Come on I got a
it ain't raining until someone assassinate And I feel like M.L.K. Yeah, I have a dream to be your worst nightmare Now meet the boss of the cartel, Ross
Okay, I'm reloaded The homey, Elvis Presley and Rick Ross teen Be back, I'm back I'm back, I'm back It's nowhere to go I'm talkin' Japanese denim, money
