Rick Ross Ft. Ray J - Bananas Remix Lyrics

[Ray J]
You ain’t gotta turn the bass up
We gon’ make the neighbors wake up
And when we done, we gon’ do it again
So ain’t no reason to be putting on your makeup
Go ahead and let your hair down
Ooh, I wanna pull your hair out
I take a bow after I put it down
Take a shout and let that air out

You gonna love it by the time I’m through
Cause once I get it, girl
Watch what I do with it
You gonna want to be committed..
The sex is bananas – bananas..
Between me and you
The sex is bananas, and you like getting fruit

You should go on and let me cut ya
We’ll get started on the sofa
They gon’ end up putting me in the pen
For going in, I be beating up the chocha
I’mma have you running back bare
Once I get you to my Batcave
SE Lexus, automatic, GPS
You gon’ always wanna tell me where you at, babe

You gonna love it by the time I’m through
Cause once I get it, girl
Watch what I do with it
You gonna want to be committed..
The sex is bananas – bananas..
Between me and you
The sex is bananas, and you like getting fruit

[Rick Ross]
Shorty be the bomb, she’s my red-bottomed blonde
Red-bottomed bag, I’m just a well-paid don
New 2-seater, but the top already gone
We made love all night, but we could top that..
Sex is bananas, I took her shopping in the sky
Lou Vuittons on your boy – you know that money multiply
She fell in love with a thug on the 1st date
Double Lamborghinis, Rozay and Ray J

Meek Mill Ft. Rick Ross - Work Lyrics

rolling, we’re rolling!
yeah!

chorus:
run with the… puffing on a pervert,
overtime all you niggers, i’m gonna work!
i’m gonna work!
overtime all you niggers cause i’m gonna work, work,
i’m gonna get it in the means necessary,
…. on by my paper like a secretary,
i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work!

gotta go to court tomorrow, da on my dicks ….
just to make it sick i’m gonna yell it…
just to make a piss, then go home and break a brick and…
i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work!
the flow is popping like we’re.. the first…
a nigger cross me, he going to church.
run to the hood, …
started in the front, now… back in the back.
no love for the haters, no rap for the raps,…
half the niggers tell ‘em … so we never saw them work,
…come and get ‘em…
put my money in it so you know that it worked,…

chorus:
run with the… puffing on a pervert,
overtime all you niggers, i’m gonna work!
i’m gonna work!
overtime all you niggers cause i’m gonna work, work,
i’m gonna get it in the means necessary,
…. on by my paper like a secretary,
i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work!

got some .. that will murder for a new…
hey, you’re looking like…
it’s daddy on your head, shirts…
..we are never scared, no!
niggers say they’re looking for me, they never did,
i’m like the…
i’m gonna get it in the means necessary,
…. on by my paper like a secretary,
get my niggers fit the.. rob a bank,
he said he’s gonna make it home like he never…. damn!
free my homie rick, and free my homie brick,
do it hard time, love the 36.
trying to get a number, shawty she ain’t on me…
wanna fuck me now, i’m like too dirty bitch!
rookie of the year cause i murder shit, murder!
in the way back, cause it’s…

chorus:
run with the… puffing on a pervert,
overtime all you niggers, i’m gonna work!
i’m gonna work!
overtime all you niggers cause i’m gonna work, work,
i’m gonna get it in the means necessary,
…. on by my paper like a secretary,
i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work, i’m gonna work!

Nicki Minaj Ft. Pink, Rick Ross - Raise Your Glass (Remix) Lyrics

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Tyrese Ft. Rick Ross & R. Kelly - I Got A Chick (Remix) Lyrics

[Hook - Tyrese]
I got a chick that love
I got a chick that love me
And she’ll do anything for me
That’s why I fucks with her

[Verse 1 - Tyrese]
I fucks with her high
Call it my little ghetto sex soldier
She ain’t like them other chick
Got a nigga open like a fucking bag of chips
And she got enough respect
To make a nigga feel like a president
The best lover, shawty ain’t playin
Sex so good she’s just got me saying mam
I toast to the winner
She put it on me she’ll even bring a friend for me
That’s why I buy her everything
Cause she is the baddiest thing up in the club

[Hook - Tyrese]
I got a chick that love
I got a chick that love me
And she’ll do anything for me
That’s why I fucks with her

I ain’t gotta tell her but once
Whatever it is, she gonna do it
Like, ain't shit to it like
Don’t listen to the friends
No matter what they’re telling you
Should listen to her man
Cause we gonna ride forever
We be in the Phantom Ghost doing the most
Got a lot of haters jealous cause we still together
This right here is gonna last forever
It’s you and me together through the stormy weather, oooh
That’s why I buy her everything
Cause she is the baddiest thing up in the club

[Hook - Tyrese]
I got a chick that love
I got a chick that love me
And she’ll do anything for me
That’s why I fucks with her

[Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
It’s the slow love maker
Straight back breaker
Credit card swiper
Louboutin Nike her
Shoe game is immaculate
That other boy be lacking
Give you time to calculate
Cause fat boy always accurate
My appetite is sexual
Want to taste the best of you
Mr Screws, swimming pools full of revenue
Skipping school, schooling niggas to what cheddar do
Making moves, millionaire you woulda never knew
Cherry red Beamer riding with a tenderoni
Ballin all day at fuckin 5 in the morning

Monica Ft. Rick Ross - Anything (To Find You) Lyrics

As we proceed to give you what you need
As we proceed to give you what you need

Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You were my destiny

We the big bank boys on the boulevard
Putting all the pretty girls in the pretty cars
Thou shalt not f*ck with Rosé pockets
Feel a hundred shots when I pop it
I feel for you, vodka, rum on my arm
20 million Teflon Don, god bless
All the D boys on the rest
With my baby girl by my side, baby baby

I’ve been looking for someone special for a long, long time
Someone that I can share my dream, someone I can call mine
And every night I’m wishing, hoping, that he’s only getting closer
Cause I, oh I, gonna find you, want to know you

And I just wanna know if someone’s out there
Somebody to hold, somebody who cares
I’ll do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no
I’d do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no

I’ve been there so many times from the guys in my head
And when I find somebody new, it don’t never lasts
And every night I’m wishing, hoping, that he’s only getting closer
Cause I, oh I, gonna find you, want to know you

When I just wanna know if someone’s out there
Somebody to hold, somebody who cares
I’ll do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no
I’d do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no

Who shot ya? Pow,
I guess it was Cupid
Golden arrow through the heart, let the blood drip
Somebody call the doctor ’cause I’m lovesick
Man, I don’ had it with this love shit
I’m done, just cause you make me come,
don’t mean that you’re the one
Most dudes only good for their tongues
Fuckin’ with the queen bee, it ain’t safe
(buzzing.. bees sound)
Leaving a stinging in your face

And I’m tired of being by myself
I need someone there, to give all of this love that I got
I’m open, won’t you come inside?
Man, I promise that I will treat you better than right

Gotta know,
Is he out there some where?
Is he out there waiting for me? for me?
Is he out there some where?
Is he out there waiting for me?

I just wanna know if someone’s out there
Somebody to hold, somebody who cares
I’ll do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no
I’d do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no

I just wanna know if someone’s out there
Somebody to hold, somebody who cares
I’ll do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no
I’d do anything to find you (I wanna do)
I won’t let you go, no, no

Tity Boi Ft. Rick Ross - 10 Summaz Lyrics

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Rick Ross - Aston Martin Music Lyrics Feat. Drake & Chrisette Michele

Rick Ross - Aston Martin Music Lyrics Feat. Drake & Chrisette Michele

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it(all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby(in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music

[Hook: Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it go
Whether thats right I will never know(ugh but here goes nothin)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the walls
Automatic weapons on the floor but who can you call
My down bitch, one who live by the code
Put this music shit aside get it in on the road
Lot of quiet time, pink bottles of Rose
Exotic red bottoms, so-bodied glittered in gold
Following fundamentals Im following in the rental
I love a nasty girl who swallow is on the menu
And money triple up when you get it out of state
Need a new safe cause Im runnin out of space
Now Im Roy Jetson Im somewhere out of space
In my two-seater she the one that I would take

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it(all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby(in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music

[Hook: Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it go
Whether thats right I will never know(ugh well here goes nothin)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box
Mr. KFC DBS is in the watch
Livin fast where its all about that money bag
Never front you take it there aint no comin back
Top down right here is where she want to be
That’s why golds unfold right in front of me
Eveytime we fuck her soul take ahold of me
Addicted like Pookie that pussy be controllin me
That thang keep callin
Fuck maintain boy I gotta keep ballin
Pink bottles keep comin
James Bond coup pop clutch 100

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it(all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby(in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music

[Hook: Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it go
Whether thats right I will never know(ugh but hear goes nothin)

Aston Martin Music Music
Aston Martin Music Music