"RICK ROSS" lyrics
(Yuh)
Walk in this bih' with my Ricks on (Rick)
All of the drip you get dripped on
I'm tryna get richer than Rick Ross
I got yo' chick on the tip and she lick it with spit
And then spittin' her lipgloss
She can't give me a kiss I'm just finna hit and then I'ma dip off (Yuh)
I'm so lit I got 'em pissed off (Yuh)
I'm so sick that I got 'em ticked off (Yuh)
So rich I'm finna go bald
You not the clique I don't know y'all (Yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
I'm not playin' with y'all, nah, nah, nah
It's game over
Way too lit, way-, way too lit
I'm gettin' them chips and makin' them flips
Nah nah, y'all not livin' like this
Like, nah nah, y'all not livin' like this
Rick is the kicks, Givenchy the fit
My jean got rips and the shades got tints
Nah nah, y'all not drippin' like this
Like nah nah, y'all not drippin' like this
The way I live it is [?]
I don't want no friends I just want the bands
The way I do it different than them
I'm settin' the trends I don't wanna fit in
I don't think they gettin' it, I don't think they listen to what I said
I might have to say it again just so they can understand (Yuh)
The power in my hands and I'm not lettin' it go
In a hour I make a band and [?]
They takin' notes, what you wan' know?
I'm makin' dough, I'm gettin' more
All on my own, I can't be a clone
All on my own, I did this alone
I'm in my zone I gotta keep goin'
I be on go, with all of this motion
I'm in my mode and I'm stayin' focused
Feel like a boat, the way that I'm floatin'
The way that it's goin', the way that it's gettin'
I'ma keep goin' and I'ma keep flippin'
No I'm not [?] and no I'm not slippin'
I'm stayin' devoted this just the beginnin'
(Yuh)
Walk in this bih' with my Ricks on (Rick)
All of the drip you get dripped on
I'm tryna get richer than Rick Ross
I got yo' chick on the tip and she lick it with spit
And then spittin' her lipgloss
She can't give me a kiss I'm just finna hit and then I'ma dip off (Yuh)
I'm so lit I got 'em pissed off (Yuh)
I'm so sick that I got 'em ticked off (Yuh)
So rich I'm finna go bald
You not the clique I don't know y'all (Yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
I'm not playin' with y'all, nah, nah, nah
It's game over
Walk in this bih' with my Ricks on (Rick)
All of the drip you get dripped on
I'm tryna get richer than Rick Ross
I got yo' chick on the tip and she lick it with spit
And then spittin' her lipgloss
She can't give me a kiss I'm just finna hit and then I'ma dip off (Yuh)
I'm so lit I got 'em pissed off (Yuh)
I'm so sick that I got 'em ticked off (Yuh)
So rich I'm finna go bald
You not the clique I don't know y'all (Yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
I'm not playin' with y'all, nah, nah, nah
It's game over
Way too lit, way-, way too lit
I'm gettin' them chips and makin' them flips
Nah nah, y'all not livin' like this
Like, nah nah, y'all not livin' like this
Rick is the kicks, Givenchy the fit
My jean got rips and the shades got tints
Nah nah, y'all not drippin' like this
Like nah nah, y'all not drippin' like this
The way I live it is [?]
I don't want no friends I just want the bands
The way I do it different than them
I'm settin' the trends I don't wanna fit in
I don't think they gettin' it, I don't think they listen to what I said
I might have to say it again just so they can understand (Yuh)
The power in my hands and I'm not lettin' it go
In a hour I make a band and [?]
They takin' notes, what you wan' know?
I'm makin' dough, I'm gettin' more
All on my own, I can't be a clone
All on my own, I did this alone
I'm in my zone I gotta keep goin'
I be on go, with all of this motion
I'm in my mode and I'm stayin' focused
Feel like a boat, the way that I'm floatin'
The way that it's goin', the way that it's gettin'
I'ma keep goin' and I'ma keep flippin'
No I'm not [?] and no I'm not slippin'
I'm stayin' devoted this just the beginnin'
(Yuh)
Walk in this bih' with my Ricks on (Rick)
All of the drip you get dripped on
I'm tryna get richer than Rick Ross
I got yo' chick on the tip and she lick it with spit
And then spittin' her lipgloss
She can't give me a kiss I'm just finna hit and then I'ma dip off (Yuh)
I'm so lit I got 'em pissed off (Yuh)
I'm so sick that I got 'em ticked off (Yuh)
So rich I'm finna go bald
You not the clique I don't know y'all (Yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
Nah, I don't know y'all (Yuh, yuh)
I'm not playin' with y'all, nah, nah, nah
It's game over
