Rick Ross

I told her that she can’t fuck me like a king no more

I told her she gotta make love to me like I’m an emperor

An emperor

A thug holiday is where your body lay

Me and Trick Daddy come from a common place

God is great, first and foremost, uhh

Don’t you wish everything could be so perfect?

I done fucked all these bitches, I can’t even name ‘em

But if the bitch is bad, bring her, yellow stone on my finger

Mink coat, mine cheetah, before I fuck I’m gon’ eat her

This on everything I love

I done came too far to look back

Lord protect my soul, you heard me?

Check

We started out mopping floors

And now we front row at the awards

Number one for the last twenty years

I understand the codes these hackers can’t crack

I understand that folks expect me to fold

Look up at the stars, she like, «Honey, where the roof?»

Pull up, hear the dogs, Canaries, they gon’ woof

I made a couple million dollars last year dealin’ weight

Still in the streets, strapped with them thangs

Who the fuck you think you fuckin’ with? I’m the fuckin’ boss

745, white-on-white, that’s fuckin’ Ross

Freeway Rick Ross: The Untold Autobiography is an intimate look at the day-to-day dealings of a drug kingpin in the heart of the ghetto

Over the course of three decades, Ross has participated in around five hundred cult interventions, provided expert court testimony, and performed cult-related work all around the world.

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The highly anticipated memoir from hip-hop icon Rick Ross chronicles his coming of age amid Miami’s crack epidemic, his star-studded controversies and his unstoppable rise to fame.