TheJonesMob - Rick Ross lyrics

VERSE 1 : TheJonesMob I got a big beard, and a giant stomach And no one knows 'bout my life cause I lie in public My car on the freeway, b**hes lined in dozens Got it all the free way and my diamonds bubblin' And they say I'm too offensive cause I rhyme in customs That aren't accustomed to the public forms of violent justice And they say I'm just a racist like an Irish husband I got that suicide flow like I rhyme with m**ms I made her cry with my lines, see the ink streaks? She in bikini - p**y sandy like a pink beach A free grand on my mind like I think 'Streets' I'll swallow all nirvana's albums like I drink bleach Like I'm Amanda Todd, lets take the canvas off Truth is that I k**ed her and I shoved her in my damn garage May Bach, Beethoven and Mo keep the samples hot I'll keep distracting all these listeners til the anvil drops CHORUS: Imma spazz on yo' a** like I'm Rick Ross I'm f**in' all these f**in' women til my dick soft I'm gone bring these sh**ty lyrics till y'all pissed off But I'm allowed down right dawg I'm Rick Ross I gotta buncha different b**hes goin' criss cross She bounce on my big co*k til the b**h pops I was as a downright digger now it's lift off Imma go “” on your a** like I'm Rick Ross VERSE 2 : TheJonesMob The fat kids lose the race because the last is least But they retaliate with fists and they'll bash your beak The losers grow up – and then they learn to master beats And now the fat nerdy kid rapping has his masterpiece So why you picking on the kid with the fattest cheeks We all already know this guy is half police He's making mills while half you f*ggots have to ask to eat And a hundred thou' makes an impact when the caskets deep I'm explaining big things but they're watered down And you won't listen less I claim to be the sovereign crown So I'll act co*ky as tits while I walk around Makin' fake remarks so you think I think rock the town Your girls virginity is item at the lost and found It's second hand p**y, first hand's gonna cost you now 2 hands? I can barely fit 2 fingers So when I die, bury me [Next to two b**hes!] CHORUS VERSE 3 : TheJonesMob Imma spazz on yo' a** like I'm Rick Ross I'm f**in' all these f**in' women til my dick soft I'm gone bring these sh**ty lyrics till y'all pissed off But I'm allowed down right dawg I'm Rick Ross I gotta buncha different b**hes goin' criss cross She bounce on my big co*k til the b**h pops I was as a downright digger now it's lift off Imma go “” on your a** like I'm Rick Ross I got 30 cars, whole lot of dancers I learned how to pick up chicks just from watching manswers If y'all injecting aids, then I'm popping cancer Violence always is the question, but it's not the answer I spent 30 dollars, got some b**hes pampered Thought of filming p**n but still I've got an empty camera Why in the world would you f**ing call me MC Hammer? I'm Rick Ross motherf**er gimme ten bananas Cause I'm a giant ape, I claim 50 monkeys 30 Dancers 1 Gorilla this is getting funky It's like I own a Zoo yet I'm the silver back Bills is half the reason that I'm rapping and I'm still on crack I got a will to rap, But since I'm rapping random Y'all have prejudiced Andre and then you've gone and canned him But If I was rather rapping about money, hoes, and the generic Y'all would listen like I'm Rick Ross, y'all should be embarrased Imma spazz on yo' a** like I'm Rick Ross I'm f**in' all these f**in' women til my dick soft I'm gone bring these sh**ty lyrics till y'all pissed off But I'm allowed down right dawg I'm Rick Ross I gotta buncha different b**hes goin' criss cross She bounce on my big co*k til the b**h pops I was as a downright digger now it's lift off Imma go “” on your a** like I'm Rick Ross CHORUS x2