Тексты песен «Rick Ross»

[Rick Ross] Lord knows I ain't perfect [Rodney] + (Rick Ross) I'm only human I'm only human I'm a man, I make mistakes I'mmaa make-I'mma make-I'mma make mistakes (Rodney, I love you, homie!) I'm only human (Appreciate...

[Hook: K. Michelle] This is so all bad, nothin' good can come from this Sweet but sad, I don't know love ruins a relationship It will never last but it feels so good, guess I gotta deal with it This is so all bad, this...

"In Cold Blood" Run with me or run from me Pussies don't get pussy Yeah I murdered all of my foes contract killing Twenty k will get ya grandmamy pinned to the ceiling Midst of the war I piss on graves Kids get...

[Woman:] This Is K. Foxx Reporting Live For WCCC,Just End.... A Hastion Frater Has Just Been Ceased By The Miami Coast Guard With Over 60 Kilos Hidden Below The Vessel Docked At The Port Of Miami If The Drugs Were Not...

It's my time, Rick Ross It's my time (Finna' lay back on this *** man) (Dade County dope boy) I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack I don't give a f***, I'll push ya hat back Still sellin' dubs, n***, that's fact You can...

[Rick Ross] Ugh, there he go, thats John Doe There he go, thats John Doe There he go, thats John Doe Balling on you b-tches like I'm Rondo [Chorus] 24s, John Doe All gold, John Doe them boys dealing blow, they John Doe...

[Chorus: Rick Ross] I got them ki's in the crib You wouldn't find them if you had the keys to the crib Them niggaz cheesing, it's real It ain't cheese if it's less than a mil' I think I'm losing my religion Praying on...

[Intro] Somebody call the Brinks truck The boss back, somebody call the Brinks truck [Verse 1] I got the baddest bitches waiting on a nigga I got these pussy niggaz hating on a nigga Since they wanna talk, I went and...

[Intro - Rick Ross] Nigga, long as you livin' how you wanna live Niggas gon' talk about you And that's completely fine with me (Believe that, nigga) Niggas only salute niggas that's dead, and niggas in prison (Living...

Time is money (Mula) Mind is funny (Yes) Trust me, she lying if she denying she love me Make up ya mind, you been on and off (Ross) Platinum petron, come take shots with a boss If you came to get the party started

(You've got to feel it) (Aww, you soundin' good! ) They say we can't be livin' like this For the rest of our lives But we gon' be livin' like this For the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this sh-t For...

London, England, January The weather, gray The rain, thick I wake up, depression all around me Dark thoughts clouding my mind And I open the drawer and I see two things I see the warm told loafers I see the crisp...

I think we got a problem, 'Justice League', yeah Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew Big business minus the business suit Even I look in the mirror like is it you And I say I must be the hottest if it isn't you...

(feat. Lil Wayne, Trick Daddy & Young Jeezy) [Lil Wayne:] I think we got a problem Yeahh... [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew. Big business minus the business suit. Even I look in the...

[Intro: Lil Wayne] E-Class, I think we got a problem [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Yeah, big money in this bitch, if you didn't knew Big business, minus the business suit Even I look in the mirror like, "Is it you?" And I say,...

[Rick Ross] Two door bugatti coupe I call it Katy Perry Wiz Khalifa papers my favourite berrys F65 I call it Rihanna It got a red top but its white like Madonna Made man, you hear what I said having a slumber party all...

[Rick Ross] Two door Bugatti coupe I call it Katy Perry Wiz Khalifa papers my favourite berry's F65 I call it Rihanna It got a red top but it's white like Madonna Made man, you hear what I said having a slumber party...

I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof? Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go on roof Even once had a job pourin' tar up on the roof Dat boy had it...

I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof? Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go on roof Even once had a job pourin' tar up on the roof Dat boy had it...

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] Niggas caught up slipping, gave him a shit bag Five shots to the stomach, 2Pac gift pack It's death row, conspiracy theories Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury Get some money now...