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it's on - rick ross lyrics

[verse 1: rick ross]
you know i speak from my heart like my mouth in my chest
it’s the south the the west
suave house at its best
went from crumbs to brick (lay down), the other sh-t
respect the game (jiggolo) behind the southern hits
the fam type [?] still light sh-t down
no [?] cartel tef, white wrist now
funny shape ice (uh), my money made twice
still pull guns [?] holes, roller blade dice
still flip ones rise spokes, razer blade white
still walk blocks, call shots, i’m livin that life
i’m the future of the south, isn’t that nice
[?] soul, i’m shipping that twice
i plan to call your names, when i’m giving them right
i’m a little more vocal on the internet site
until then, i’m living
c-ck sucked on the yacht
hot scotch rolling rocks
time to sing the hook c’mon

[hook: jiggolo 2x]
it’s on, it’s on
we here (we here)
nothin to lose (nope)
no fear (no fear)
still standing, they can’t stand it
suave house too b-tch that’s my family

[verse 2: noah]
the suave house booted out all the shisty thieves
now it’s just icey sleeves and nice mcs
the youngest in the pack, still running with the pack
you know shining bird bath stil pumping in the lack
where you want these slugs, in the stomach or the back
bad contracts but i’m still coming for a plaque
i suggest y’all n-ggas start covering your hat
ross climbing through the front, i’m covering the back
cover with the black, bubbling the crack
hustling at that, [?] with the rats
slugging for the scratch and the bucket
puffin on batch, where my hustlas at
noah, the ladies remember the dimples
puttin nipples on the windows, of the limos
climb through the sunroof, y’all n-ggas want who
give me another bad b-tch that i can run through
the [?] to representing
f-ck y’all say the hook

[hook: jiggolo]

[verse 3: jiggolo]
there’s, n0body fly, nodoby hotter so
it’s only right i hold the torch and i provide the dope
i get to em raw, like the pure c0ke
turn me up and hear me bubble like that baking soda
uh, but n-ggas they scared of it
they close but can’t see me like some impaired cousins
blind to the fact that n-gga i’m buzzing
my whole clique with me and n-ggas i met up
with one cl!ck, and one aim
we get bread, and we f-ck dames
you can, play with us if you wanna
try us like a p-ssy and you sure to be a gonner
a b-tch with me and the chicks stay on one
but s-x free to watch her do the jackie joyner
curse he, curse me but hurt me never
chevy same color hershey heavy on the pedal

[hook: jiggolo]

- rick ross lyrics

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