Rick Ross - Hustlin' Lyrics

Rick Ross - Hustlin' Video

(Intro)

Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'

Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'

Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'

Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'

Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'

Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'

Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'

 

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'

Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'

Ev-ev-everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'

 

(Verse 1)

Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, I'm the fuckin' boss

Seven forty-five, white on white that's fuckin' Ross

I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat (What)

I keep 'em comin' back (What), we keep 'em comin' back

I'm in the distribution, I'm like Atlantic

I got them motherfuckers flyin' 'cross the Atlantic

I know Pablo, Noriega, the real Noriega

He owe me a hundred favors

I ain't petty nigga, we buy the whole thang

See most of my niggas really still deal cocaine

My roof back, my money rides

I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm runnin' like

When they snatch black I cry for a hundred nights

He got a hundred bodies, servin' a hundred lifes

 

(Hook)

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Ev-everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Ev-everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm hustlin'

Everyday I'm, everyday I'm

 

(Verse 2)

We never steal cars, but we deal hard

Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard

I caught a charge, I caught a charge

Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard

Ain't bout no funny shit still bitches and business

I'm on my money shit still whippin' them Benzs

Major league who catchin' because I'm pitchin'

Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's finish

I feed 'em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens

They flyin' over Pacific to be specific

Triple C's you know it's back we holdin' sacks

So nigga go on rat, run and tell 'em that

Mo' cars, mo' hoes, mo' clothes, mo' blow

 

(Hook)

 

(Verse 3)

It's time to spend my thrills cuz I'm spinnin' wheels

I ain't drove in a week them bitches spinnin' still

Talk about me because these suckers scared to talk about me

Killers talkin' bout me, it ain't no talk about me

It ain't no walkin' 'round me, see all these killers 'round me

Lot of drug dealin' 'round me goin' down in Dade County

Don't tote no twenty-twos, Magnum cost me twenty-two

Sat it on them twenty-twos, birds go for twenty-two

Lil' mama super thick, she say she twenty-two

She seen them twenty-twos, we in room two twenty-two

I touch work like I'm convertible Burt

I got distribution so I'm convertin' the work

In the M-I-A-YO them niggaz rich off that YAYO

Steady slangin' YAYO, my Chevy bangin' Yayo

 

(Hook)

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Rick Ross - Speedin' Lyrics

Rick Ross - Speedin' Video

Rick Ro$$:

Legendary. Runners, you know me.

 

R. Kelly:

Oh whoa. Oh whoa.

 

Rick Ro$$:

Trilla.

 

R. Kelly:

Oh whoa. Oh whoa.

 

Verse 1: Rick Ro$$

Every dollar that I count can't grow in my account

My account can't count up all my money in an hour

'Cause it's comin' too fast & I'm scared it won't last

Look that white girl in her face told her this was her last dance

God damn speed got my heart racin'

See I don't have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation

Caesar salad, Caesar's Palace

You not a boss little nigga 'Cause your cheese is average

In the Benz AK ridin' shotgun

It's a Benz 'Cause your broke 'til you got one

It ain't nothin' do 100 in the maybach

Throwin' money out the roof muthafuckin' brake pads.

 

Chorus: R. Kelly

Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, Speedin'

I'm Speedin' I can't stop it's all I know

From a youngin' I was taught get doe

I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin'.

 

Verse 2: Rick Ro$$

See people came lookin' for me shit I got ghosts

See the west coast close & up in the lamontrose

Big money boss major

American Idol, I got fans like fantasia

Read between the lines or yo' ass like fantasia

Get hit between the eyes he died they can't save him

I'm a posh I'm weevin' no joke no joke but I'm Speedin'

Starin' at the skyline I got a million on my mind I'm the best

& these pussy niggas runnin' out of time (Ricky Ro$$)

I'm the chill quarter mill for the time piece

Yeah I bought a wheels like deals for the dime piece.

 

Chorus: R. Kelly

Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, Speedin'

I'm Speedin' I can't stop it's all I know

From a youngin' I was taught get doe

I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin'.

 

Verse 3: R. Kelly

Sittin' in the livin' room watchin' the Grammy's

Wishin' that was me that was on the Grammy's

All I needed was someone to get behind me money rain on me

I was a D turmin' ill nigga 30 shows a mill figure

Homey help me out 'Cause this boy was a drug dealer

Nap time 'Cause my gift grew wings

& now I'm flyin' down like the cool crew wings

Kells & Ro$$ on the hollywood scene

Red carpet & it's smellin' like green

Now floss 'Cause I got paid off collabo'

Was the hit Hip-Hop & R&B boss.

 

Chorus: R. Kelly

Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, Speedin'

I'm Speedin' I can't stop it's all I know

From a youngin' I was taught get doe

I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin'.

 

Rick Ro$$:

E-Class, I think somebody followin' me

Meet me at the helipad wit ya bitch

I'm worth 15 million baby

I'm tryin' to blow it all in 1 week!

Fuckin' wit ya, Triple C's, boss.

 

R. Kelly:

I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin'.

 

Rick Ro$$:

I'm a fly away on you haters

I done came up so fast

Movies, endorsements, films...

 

R. Kelly:

I'm Speedin' I'm Speedin'.

 

Rick Ro$$:

We own things... boss boss boss.

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Rick Ross - All I Have In This World Lyrics

Rick Ross - All I Have In This World Video

(feat. Mannie Fresh)

 

Intro: Mannie Fresh (Rick Ross)

Okaaaay, I'm reloaded (Ain't expect this)

The homey, Elvis Freshly (Uh, Huuh) and Rick Ross-teen (Nigga)

He Back (I see ya, nigga)

I'm back (I smell that money)

I'm back (Yeah)

I'm back (Talk to me, nigga)

It's nowhere to go

 

Hook: Mannie Fresh (Rick Ross)

I'm talkin Japanese Denim (Boss), money stuffed in 'em

Got the coolest of the cars and the baddest of the women (Whaaaat)

(All I have in this world (Boss), all I have in this world (Boss)

All I have in this world (Boss), all I have in this world (Boss)

(Boss) Heeeey, I'm a work it on the corner (Yeah), work it on the block (Yeah)

Work it till they love me, baby work it till it's hot (Boss)

(All I have in this world (Boss), all I have in this world (Boss)

All I have in this world (Boss), all I have in this world (Boss)

 

Verse 1: Rick Ross

I left the? in the house and I let's my bitch drive

Twenty dischange I goes to this five

No it's not the solid treatment I let's the bitch vibe

Fire up the kush she hit it now this?

Now imagine how she look with carties and thick thighs

Put her on the payroll 'Cause flat out she get's down

See that ass from the side that's before she sits down

And her mouth get wet as a bottle of Crystal

Niggas lookin at me, pa but I'm packin a pistol

Fuck kicked out, bitch I'm tearin this shit down

Yeah my chevy sittin high so it's hard to get down

Watch that dick standin up, girl it's hard to get down

Got them chickens in the dress so I hardly sit down

Some problem Alphabet Boys get them charges to stick now

Bitch, you ain't gotta guess it's me and Mannie Fresh

You know we gettin money by the way a nigga dress

 

Hook: Mannie Fresh

I'm talkin Japanese Denim, money stuffed in 'em

Got the coolest of the cars and the baddest of the women

(All I have in this world, all I have in this world

All I have in this world, all I have in this world)

Heeeey, I'm a work it on the corner, work it on the block

Work it till they love me, baby work it till it's hot

(All I have in this world, all I have in this world

All I have in this world, all I have in this world)

 

Verse 2: Rick Ross

Smokin us a teefer name of the reefer

The cloud so thick pussy nigga I don't see ya

Your hoe so thick pussy nigga she don't see ya

Your hoe so thick pussy nigga she don't need ya

My hoes so thick pussy nigga they ain't nothin

I don't love that hoe pussy nigga there ain't nothin

My money so long his money ain't nothin

My money in front of me his money just frontin

You know the routine in movin a few things

Rollin on two benz in them new blue jeans

Japanese Denim money stuffed in 'em

Twenty something cars, motherfucker I'm winnin

 

Hook: Mannie Fresh

I'm talkin Japanese Denim, money stuffed in 'em

Got the coolest of the cars and the baddest of the women

(All I have in this world, all I have in this world

All I have in this world, all I have in this world)

Heeeey, I'm a work it on the corner, work it on the block

Work it till they love me, baby work it till it's hot

(All I have in this world, all I have in this world

All I have in this world, all I have in this world)

 

Verse 3: Rick Ross

Sippin on that Remy outside of the club

Got me trippin like I'm Remy outside of the club

Yeah them bitches comin with me I'm shinin like a?

I don't even think it's tricky just temporary love

Chickens pullin on my shirt I'm just worried about the chains

Tattoos?

? I debut LeBron James

Came back Mike Vick I buried ya dog brains

Y'all ducks want the birds if not just keep walkin

Got the top down and I'm feelin like Steve Austin

You know the routine still movin a few things

Rollin I'm too biz in them new blue jeans

 

Hook: Mannie Fresh

I'm talkin Japanese Denim, money stuffed in 'em

Got the coolest of the cars and the baddest of the women

(All I have in this world, all I have in this world

All I have in this world, all I have in this world)

Heeeey, I'm a work it on the corner, work it on the block

Work it till they love me, baby work it till it's hot

(All I have in this world, all I have in this world

All I have in this world, all I have in this world)

 

Outro: Rick Ross

 

Boss

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Rick Ross - Here I Am Lyrics

Rick Ross - Here I Am Video

Intro: Rick Ro$$

Ricky Ro$$.

It's somethin' special right here.

Excuse the marijuana, just tryin' to join myself.

We got some gangsta's in the house too. Come on!

 

Chorus: Avery Storm

I got a bunch of dollars

I can spend them on her

'Cause she can be my lady

She can be my lover

Call me on the late night

Get right he ain't actin' right

Every super woman needs a super man

Here I Am.

 

Verse 1: Rick Ro$$

Sight seein' we might be in the codra port or that new white BM

Home from FAMU with a gorgeous face

Next semester she transfer to Florida state

Cookin' like home-etch for financial aid.

I highly doubt she has problems with financial aid.

Remember mean time my finance is straight

I even open up the doors to the panantial states, Boss

She used to fight with her moms

'Til I sat 'em both down

Now she's tight with her moms (what?)

Yeah I put the ice on her arm

Now she know she gettin' sliced

Spending nights in Milan (yeah)

We still blow... together

Cheated on her but we still gon' be together

With the house on the water hit the beach whenever

She's from the north & still can't believe there whether Boss.

 

Chorus: Avery Storm

I got a bunch of dollars

I can spend them on her

'Cause she can be my lady

She can be my lover

Call me on the late night

Get right he ain't actin' right

Every super woman needs a super man

Here I Am.

 

Verse 2: Nelly

Here I Am & here I go

Why you lookin' for that other when you got the best?

The previous was a test for you

Now you in the big leagues.

A black Sine brother who wouldn't wanna play for me?

Your last man was a chump

& you can tell him I said it

He was talkin' alot at first

But you can see that dead it

You can see I ain't sweat it

Hell I'll even call him myself

& tell him I dead it

Naw Please don't confuse me miss

I'm tryin' to see if I could put you on my Christmas list

I hope you ain't offended by this

But I think your ass fine as shit

& That's straight up real talk, all bullshit

Aside she replied

I Like To Do The Wild Thing

Action took place at my place

Now my place is her place.

 

Chorus: Avery Storm

I got a bunch of dollars

I can spend them on her

'Cause she can be my lady

She can be my lover

Call me on the late night

Get right he ain't actin' right

Every super woman needs a super man

Here I Am.

 

Verse 3: Rick Ro$$

Mo' better mo' cheddar not the man off your clothes last sweater (what)

Hoe getter gorilla fuck chuffers

I went & got mo' killers boss

I rock with Niggas like Fabolous

'Cause He tell the truth baby like Fabolous

But you make it look glamorous

Here's spaghetti strapped heals not for amateurs

Risk quite rocky, talk like foxy, job like roxy

Spark that broccoli walk quite aky

Let me sexy I will save you if you let me.

Fly with me, get high as me

Alot of alphabets girl I'm a G

Time will tell, Rolex watches

We show stoppers, hoes just watchin'.

 

Chorus: Avery Storm

I got a bunch of dollars

I can spend them on her

'Cause she can be my lady

She can be my lover

Call me on the late night

Get right he ain't actin' right

Every super woman needs a super man

Here I Am.

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