Rick Ross Rick Ross Lyrics

Nike Airs And Crisp Tees uh huh (x’s 8) Jay-Z

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Rick Rizzle The Rich Nizzle

See this the M.I.A.
O yea and in my day
I had that all white
They call me Ben Yaw Way
She walk for medicine
They pop her medicine
Still whip it real hard
As a veteran
I’m the possession man
Like a concession stand
Fried chickens and onions
I got that pepper man
Yo? Wanna go for a ride?
I drive it all night
But now I'm all right
Laid back
Low top
All White

Nike Airs And Crisp Tees uh huh (x’s 8) Jay-Z

Yeah this my single
The five single
Like Pitbull I hustle bilingle
Mommy benakey
Domme come choke on my tomma
I got a hustla diploma
Yea we can smoke in my hummer
Fluffy crip
And it’s pretty sticky
Got her grinding on a n____
Like I’m Pretty Ricky
Those are pretty t__ties
Under your pretty d___ies
She like lick it lick it
I’m in my all white

Nike Airs And Crisp Tees uh huh (x’s 8) Jay-Z

Don’t kiss me
You can kiss my p____
The way she gave me brain
Hoe you’s a genius
Stay in this lane
I promise riches
Between me and you
That’s what I promise b____es
Janet Jackson
Naomi Campbell
Fat boys squat in the lowest lamble
Tallest spinners
Baller trimmings
2 tennis chains
My favorite tennis

Nike Airs And Crisp Tees uh huh (x’s 8) Jay-Z

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