Rick ross lyrics. "Blow". (feat. Dre). . Chorus Rick Ross (Dre). . Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah). Bottle of that Jose, pass me some mo'. I got, mo' cars, (mo' cars,) mo
(feat. Akon). . Akon talking. Convict echo. Up Front. Yeah. Convikt Muzik. . Rick Ross talking (Akon). Ross. (ohhh). Triple C's. . Chorus Akon. If you ever cross that line. I
fuckin' Ross. I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat (What). I keep 'em comin' back (What), we keep 'em comin' back. I'm in the distribution, I'm like Atlantic. I got them motherfuckers flyin
after midnight. It's just me and this weed tryin' to get right. It's bloodshed after midnight. It's just Ross and his kush tryin' to get right Put your hands together, bow your head. 1, keep me alive
Verse 1 - Rick Ross. I keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties. I keeps spittin the critics can not compare me. They put it simple I am Mr. Miami. And my lil' pistol will flip over ya?. We the
Intro Rick Ross. This * is highly sophisticated. I just make it look easy, nigga. Follow me Verse 1 Rick Ross. I'm so sophisticated. To get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated. To get a
