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she on my dick - rick ross lyrics

[intro: rick ross]
who at the door?
put the money up
i’ma be done kilt one of these n-gg-s ’round here man
who dat is?
uhhhhh

[verse 1: rick ross]
i had to wet the donkey, get some pillow seats
parkin’ bean projects where the k!llers be
can’t be talkin’ out loud or n-gg-s gettin’ shot
homicide, died in the line of hip hop
all my n-gg-s out the scott snagged the quick slop
swear to god i’ma die for this wristw-tch
growing up at risco they called us p-ss poor
realest n-gg- in the city, let a b-tch know
red bottoms all white just to shoot dice
rick brown leave ya, do it like i’m big mike
jabar home, going on his fifth rolls royce
i drop the top and let him wave at the dope boys
fake golds, n-gg-s front with these dracos
walk up on ’em with the forty and the case closed
double m the label with the most pesos
i bought a condo and that b-tch got eight floors

[hook: rick ross]
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
richest n-gg- in the city so she on my d-ck
it make sense, she on my d-ck
making moves in the city so she on my d-ck
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
i’m making moves, she on my d-ck

[verse 2: gucci mane]
i get a rush when i see these b-tches watching me
it’s like a high when i see these b-tches jocking me
she on my d-ck like she heard what i’m ordering
drop top mulsanne, it’s just one of these
she on my d-ck like she seen some’ she shouldn’t’ve seen
two hundred thou’, one hundred’s crammed in my givenchy jeans
and she just wanna make a scene, tryna join the team
and i just wanna paint her face like it’s maybelline
bill belichick, i just got another ring
bust another check and i just bought a new machine
and like the chargers i’m about to move the team
you bought a charger, well gucci bought a lamborghin’

[hook: rick ross]
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
richest n-gg- in the city, she on my d-ck
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
she on my d-ck, she on my d-ck
she see my moves, she on my d-ck
the richest n-gg-, yeah she on my d-ck

[verse 3: rick ross]
baby girl do your thing in your vera w-ng
ever dealt with a n-gg- still dealing cocaine
never made it to the game before it’s halftime
ten stacks for the seats or you can have mine
never seated by a snitch, they give me bad vibes
pop a bottle every time you n-gg-s flatline
lot of b-tches but i focus on my fab five
made her count a half a ticket on the cab ride
b-tch -ss nappy girl, you need that rich sh-t
it take real heart to wanna be a rich b-tch
she was the youngest and her mama had six kids
called her a dummy but she turned into a rich b-tch
run with a n-gg- with some money out in memphis
she was posting pictures of the gifts that he would gift her
but the p-ssy goes to the richest n-gg-
and guess what? rozay is that n-gg-!

- rick ross lyrics

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