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Ooh, what, what? Big boss, Rick Ross I’m f**king that b*t*h on the big loft Told the b*t*h, catastrophic failure How the f**k ain’t I fall off? Oh, put that lean on her jaw Told that b*t*h she a dog Pull up in a brand new car Get on your knees and suck my c*ck Me and Carti spitting laws over here Sitting out here breaking jaws on a chair Call me 007 the way I throw rocks We don't give f**k about dude! Yeah, breaking the daw Yeah, chasing a dog Move like a hog That sh*t made no sense, oh well, f**k it I'm on the phone with plug All of these hoes they dumb All of these n***as they dumb We shootin' the sh*t in thе club Trickin' your b*t*h, throwin' some cash I'm throwin' Trickin' your b*t*h, puttin' my d**k in her tongue F**kin' your b*t*h, foolin' that b*t*h and shе doin' All of this kush in my lung Rockin' that Louis Vuitton Put my light dreads in a bun Callin' my plug, I need tons F**kin' that b*t*h for fun I do this sh*t for fun All in the show, know I'm rockin' the show All of these n***as they lookin' like hoes Call up the pole 'cause you a lil' ho F**kin' your b*t*h, I kick her out the door Yeah, hit a lil' b*t*h with the stick Hit a lil' b*t*h with the bag I don't give a f**k about the bag I just go lean on the track Big boss, Rick Ross I just made bond I shoot like Bond 007 on y'all F**ked up that b*t*h F**ked up her sh*t F**ked up the RAF F**ked up the trap Add it up, add it up (Add it up) Count it up, count it up, count it up I need 19 then I run it up I do not do it, I run it up Shootin' my sh*t in the club Shootin' that sh*t in the club Shootin' that sh*t in the club F**kin' the b*t*h in the club F**king it up in the club Eat an italian sub Ima take a win, yeah a dub 007 ain’t enough F**kin' that b*t*h In the club Pull up with a stick Hit 'em with a lick Giving them hell Push 'em in a well Wish them fair well All is swell Shoutout my boy Play with a toy Play with a mac Not a big mac Oh my god that sh*t was fire That's why I'm the Big boss, Rick Ross I’m f**king that b*t*h on the big loft Told the b*t*h, catastrophic failure How the f**k ain’t I fall off? Oh, put that lean on her jaw Told that b*t*h she a dog Pull up in a brand new car Get on your knees and suck my c*ck Me and Carti spitting laws over here Sitting out here breaking jaws on a chair Call me 007 the way I throw rocks We don't give f**k about dude! Big boss, Rick Ross I just made bond I shoot like Bond 007 on y'all F**ked up that b*t*h F**ked up her sh*t F**ked up the RAF F**ked up the trap Add it up, add it up (Add it up) Count it up, count it up, count it up I need 19 then I run it up I do not do it, I run it up Shootin' my sh*t in the club Shootin' that sh*t in the club Shootin' that sh*t in the club F**kin' the b*t*h in the club
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