Rick Ross Lyrics
| Song | Rick Ross |
| Artist | Lil B |
| Album | Ultimate Bitch |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro] | |
| Ay you already know who it is man, Pretty Boy’s on deck, yeah I said it man. You see a high rise on the left, shout out to West Oakland. You see the water front on the right, shout out West Berkeley, we getting it in. Ay man, I do what I want, every day. Ay man, show price is going up, running up, we doing every thing. Yeah like I said man, Pretty Boy’s in this bitch. Ay man, I know Lil B, you feel me? | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Flexin’ Courtney money, and I look like Rick Ross (Figaro) | |
| Flexin’ ten bitches and you know what it cost | |
| Tiny shirts, tiny pants, bitches want the boss | |
| I still got bitches, I look like Rick Ross (Figaro) | |
| Flexin' Courtney money, bitch you know what it cost | |
| Shouts out to my girls, I’m gon’ trick all them off | |
| I might just trick on a bitch right now (Buy pussy) | |
| I might buy a bitch, a car or a house (I buy pussy) | |
| Fall in my trap, bitch, you know I’m so foul | |
| Fucked her in the ass then I fucked her in the mouth | |
| When you gettin’ money, bitches don’t make a sound | |
| What bitch? You’re riding in the coupe (Figaro) | |
| I know Lil B, he fucked my bitch too (Damn) | |
| I know the Based God but he’s too rad | |
| You niggas keep stealing swag, fuck you and your money | |
| I’m a pretty bitch, I’m 2Pac and I’m thuggy | |
| [Hook] | |
| Flexin' Courtney money and I look like Rick Ross (x8) | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Flexin’ true bitches and my life on the edge | |
| Nigga, Quavo stole my swag, bitch, I don’t drink beer (Figaro) | |
| Man, I might put hands on a bitch right now | |
| Man, I might flash on a fuckin’ bitch right now | |
| Man, I’m in the strip club stealin’ money off the floor | |
| Put her in a bad position, take her pussy and I’m gone | |
| Fuck these hoes need to get their priorities straight | |
| Man, I just might take my young bitch on a date (I’m cool) | |
| I might take your case, I’m not living straight | |
| Bitch, twenty grand, so I’m starting to think that I’m Mase (Woo) | |
| Child support me? Almost knocked the bitch out | |
| Want a million in back child support? Ho I’m running in your house | |
| Child support me? That’s the shit you don’t do | |
| A lot of niggas stole my swag, bitch you don’t got the juice (Woo) | |
| Seen a real nigga, bitch, I’m living proof | |
| I know Lil B, bitch, what about you? (Based God) | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Outro] | |
| Yeah man, fuck these niggas you know what I’m saying , baby momma drama all that shit man? I don’t care though, you know we rockin’ up. You know what I’m sayin’? Unsigned nigga. Twenty grand shows bitch, you know what I’m sayin’? We ain’t playin’. Fuck ‘em, Lil B, man, we ain’t doin’ this, yahimsayin’? Poppin’ up nigga, every day bitch. Yup like I said man, shout out to Lil B, we do this here |
| Intro | |
| Ay you already know who it is man, Pretty Boy' s on deck, yeah I said it man. You see a high rise on the left, shout out to West Oakland. You see the water front on the right, shout out West Berkeley, we getting it in. Ay man, I do what I want, every day. Ay man, show price is going up, running up, we doing every thing. Yeah like I said man, Pretty Boy' s in this bitch. Ay man, I know Lil B, you feel me? | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Flexin' Courtney money, and I look like Rick Ross Figaro | |
| Flexin' ten bitches and you know what it cost | |
| Tiny shirts, tiny pants, bitches want the boss | |
| I still got bitches, I look like Rick Ross Figaro | |
| Flexin' Courtney money, bitch you know what it cost | |
| Shouts out to my girls, I' m gon' trick all them off | |
| I might just trick on a bitch right now Buy pussy | |
| I might buy a bitch, a car or a house I buy pussy | |
| Fall in my trap, bitch, you know I' m so foul | |
| Fucked her in the ass then I fucked her in the mouth | |
| When you gettin' money, bitches don' t make a sound | |
| What bitch? You' re riding in the coupe Figaro | |
| I know Lil B, he fucked my bitch too Damn | |
| I know the Based God but he' s too rad | |
| You niggas keep stealing swag, fuck you and your money | |
| I' m a pretty bitch, I' m 2Pac and I' m thuggy | |
| Hook | |
| Flexin' Courtney money and I look like Rick Ross x8 | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Flexin' true bitches and my life on the edge | |
| Nigga, Quavo stole my swag, bitch, I don' t drink beer Figaro | |
| Man, I might put hands on a bitch right now | |
| Man, I might flash on a fuckin' bitch right now | |
| Man, I' m in the strip club stealin' money off the floor | |
| Put her in a bad position, take her pussy and I' m gone | |
| Fuck these hoes need to get their priorities straight | |
| Man, I just might take my young bitch on a date I' m cool | |
| I might take your case, I' m not living straight | |
| Bitch, twenty grand, so I' m starting to think that I' m Mase Woo | |
| Child support me? Almost knocked the bitch out | |
| Want a million in back child support? Ho I' m running in your house | |
| Child support me? That' s the shit you don' t do | |
| A lot of niggas stole my swag, bitch you don' t got the juice Woo | |
| Seen a real nigga, bitch, I' m living proof | |
| I know Lil B, bitch, what about you? Based God | |
| Hook | |
| Outro | |
| Yeah man, fuck these niggas you know what I' m saying , baby momma drama all that shit man? I don' t care though, you know we rockin' up. You know what I' m sayin'? Unsigned nigga. Twenty grand shows bitch, you know what I' m sayin'? We ain' t playin'. Fuck ' em, Lil B, man, we ain' t doin' this, yahimsayin'? Poppin' up nigga, every day bitch. Yup like I said man, shout out to Lil B, we do this here |
| Intro | |
| Ay you already know who it is man, Pretty Boy' s on deck, yeah I said it man. You see a high rise on the left, shout out to West Oakland. You see the water front on the right, shout out West Berkeley, we getting it in. Ay man, I do what I want, every day. Ay man, show price is going up, running up, we doing every thing. Yeah like I said man, Pretty Boy' s in this bitch. Ay man, I know Lil B, you feel me? | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Flexin' Courtney money, and I look like Rick Ross Figaro | |
| Flexin' ten bitches and you know what it cost | |
| Tiny shirts, tiny pants, bitches want the boss | |
| I still got bitches, I look like Rick Ross Figaro | |
| Flexin' Courtney money, bitch you know what it cost | |
| Shouts out to my girls, I' m gon' trick all them off | |
| I might just trick on a bitch right now Buy pussy | |
| I might buy a bitch, a car or a house I buy pussy | |
| Fall in my trap, bitch, you know I' m so foul | |
| Fucked her in the ass then I fucked her in the mouth | |
| When you gettin' money, bitches don' t make a sound | |
| What bitch? You' re riding in the coupe Figaro | |
| I know Lil B, he fucked my bitch too Damn | |
| I know the Based God but he' s too rad | |
| You niggas keep stealing swag, fuck you and your money | |
| I' m a pretty bitch, I' m 2Pac and I' m thuggy | |
| Hook | |
| Flexin' Courtney money and I look like Rick Ross x8 | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Flexin' true bitches and my life on the edge | |
| Nigga, Quavo stole my swag, bitch, I don' t drink beer Figaro | |
| Man, I might put hands on a bitch right now | |
| Man, I might flash on a fuckin' bitch right now | |
| Man, I' m in the strip club stealin' money off the floor | |
| Put her in a bad position, take her pussy and I' m gone | |
| Fuck these hoes need to get their priorities straight | |
| Man, I just might take my young bitch on a date I' m cool | |
| I might take your case, I' m not living straight | |
| Bitch, twenty grand, so I' m starting to think that I' m Mase Woo | |
| Child support me? Almost knocked the bitch out | |
| Want a million in back child support? Ho I' m running in your house | |
| Child support me? That' s the shit you don' t do | |
| A lot of niggas stole my swag, bitch you don' t got the juice Woo | |
| Seen a real nigga, bitch, I' m living proof | |
| I know Lil B, bitch, what about you? Based God | |
| Hook | |
| Outro | |
| Yeah man, fuck these niggas you know what I' m saying , baby momma drama all that shit man? I don' t care though, you know we rockin' up. You know what I' m sayin'? Unsigned nigga. Twenty grand shows bitch, you know what I' m sayin'? We ain' t playin'. Fuck ' em, Lil B, man, we ain' t doin' this, yahimsayin'? Poppin' up nigga, every day bitch. Yup like I said man, shout out to Lil B, we do this here |
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