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Free Enterprise lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Verse 1] I know it's late, I know it's late And baby I can't focus, focus I just flew in to town today I'm hoping that you notice, did you notice? I just posted my landing, oh Wondering if the same old understanding, stands [Pre-Chorus] I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around 'bout 3:30 Usually you done by one, so baby when I wake you up [Chorus] Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl Don't say a word no, don't you talk Just hold on tight to me girl Fuck you back to sleep girl rock you back [Verse 2] Now where you at? Just dropped my bags I'm coming through to meet ya, oh yeah, to meet ya oh I know you're almost half asleep but you know I might need ya Girl I need ya, oh Gon' gimme that spare key, oh But if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh [Pre-Chorus] I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around by 3:30 Usually you're done one, so baby when I wake you ...

Dope Dick lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Intro] Ain't no makin' love to a young dope boy, a young rich nigga. This that dope dick. She addicted to that dope dick. I got her hooked, got her locked, talkin' 'bout Rolls Royces nigga, what else woe? Dope dick, back seat, front seat [Verse 1] Since I came in the game, you niggas philosophies changed Chasing money, Geto Boys and Underground Kingz Wrote the rules on how to ball without a bodyguard Learn to move or get hit with the John Gotti charge I pray you niggas never lose a minute to a cell Or lose your manhood in a yard, painted nails Fairy tales of pretty bitches livin' prosperous Your text is quoted, dead bodies never bothered us At the park was a thing, but we skipped the swing Very place I first seen my first triple beam Dirty game, pillow talkin' witcha mayne Giver her dope dick and all the things that she would say She the one that put me up on Netflix At the concerts I keep her on the guest list Fr...

D.O.P.E. lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Hook: Future] Everything dope, everything dope Everything dope, everything dope Everything dope, everything dope Everything dope Bag full of percs, cup full of syrup Run up get murked I got time on my wrist and it's an Audemar I just spent ten bricks on a foreign car [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I got rugs by the door, Versace on the floor Chest full of ink, pussy on the sink My safe full of stones, my phone's always on When my eyes start to roll, you know I'm in the zone Rubber bands on the five, r-rubber band on the ten Gave a bitch all the dubs, hundred grand on the Benz Got a truck full of dope, plug on the coke Renzel done came up, prosecutors want to know Is everything dope? Is everything dope? How does everything go? And why does every body know? How does every body know? Why does every body know? [Hook: Future] Everything dope, everything dope Everything dope, everything dope Everything dope, everything dope Everything dope Ba...

Crocodile Python lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Ad-Lib] Jahlil Beats, holla at me! [Verse 1] Closest ones to me want to see me in a box Is it jealousy or am I cursed by the gods My son's mother don't know when or where to start All the years that I known her, trick never had a job Unemployed that'll get a bitch depressed But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em with finesse I took a turn pussy boy, pick up a book and learn Have your ass in a church before I end the verse Rims on the whip got it looking hypnotic Stuffing money in my pockets as you niggas watching Crocodile python, all my ice on And ain't nobody fucking with me while the mics on She so ecstatic when I fuck her with the lights on I feel the same when my niggas send the kites home [Hook] Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper? They want the deeds to my fruit of labor Every time I turn around Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown Ten million was the last check Devil on the deal, th...

Color Money lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Intro] Color Money (Aye call lil homie to the stage the one that’s got that Color Money) Trappin for the color money Make it happen for the color money 305 nigga You know what it is [Verse 1] If you wanna get a block then you should see the man Diamonds all through the watch and you should see the band Bottle in the club got me screaming color money Got her selling pussy for the love of the money Indictments coming and I really think they coming for me In the box Chevy pussy nigga gunning for me Catch a flight to Paris time to get some other money You still alive cuz you niggas still running from me Get it down even if a nigga momma know me Put it down quarter key in every category If you real all we kill for is color money Fuck where you from cuz all we deal with is color money I got a duffle bag that I wanna shop with Or get another double R to cut the top with Or hit the booty club to go and get some pussy whip I might buy a bitch a...

Carol City lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Chorus: Rick Ross] Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job Boobie gave me game We used to sell dope and rob I left a stain off in Carol City My last name should be Carol City Used to sell dope just to feed the fam Max box jumping with the kilograms I feel your pain if you from Carol City My last name should be Carol City [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Black Dollar, I wanna buy a house on every block Build one bigger than Dolphin Stadium, young nigga watch Captain Crabs AK shells, living your aftermath Ain't no love, get your money or get a body bag Hammers and vogues, There's lord River City let the son ride clean for the deadliest hoes Gotta represent, nigga so meet me at the minute And if you living how I'm living, stay behind the tenant Marble floors meet rugs and got the gold faucets Be cautious, well known to take the weak hostage U.S Marshalls on the way and they cut open the gates Know we going to trial by the look on my fac...

Can't Say No lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Hook: Mariah Carey] Even though I try, I can't let go Thoughts of you and I still kill me slow And every night I feel you in my dreams You're all I know, I can't let go [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Guilty pleasures late night, I call it innocent Hear you play a lot of games, a couple instruments Snapchat whores and I got her role playing She got her own man, tell him that your phone dead Hustle is a code ain't no limit to this dope Invest time pen rhymes now I got it so boss Invest into a weak woman one becomes weak Reflection of the man truly I'm a born king Rose from the sewers while you was in the subs Coach show love first class now that's us Spilling champagne you should see the smile on us Congratulations from the ones who tried to style on us [Hook: Mariah Carey] Even though I try, I can't let go Thoughts of you and I still kill me slow And every night I feel you in my dreams You're all I know, I can...

Black Opium lyrics song presented by Rick Ross : [Intro: The Crowd & Rick Ross] Can I get a rozay (rozay) Can I get a rozay (rozay) Let me get a huh (huh) Let me get a huh (huh) Huh [Chorus: Spliff Star and Baby Sham] I do this for us Stuck on the grind tryna' elevate I'mma stand as a man never above ya [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Shooters in crowd with 50 carats, they giving dap My livestyle get busy, you niggas really rap Put my bitches on, get money, stay out the trap Fuck 'em long, smoke a bong maybe go get a tat No illusion, quarter millie for this whip I’m cruzin Caught a deal up a plane with Hov and I kept it movin Mob ties, (Send a re-up?), protect me from these shooters Nice suits, so religious, these muthafuckers ruthless Blond broads, Cuban cigars, shit I get the true (Lovely suit?), VIP, double M.C are truth Cap guns, Stab wounds, they think we’re having fun Doing shows, fucking hoes, Gunplay’s still on the run [Chorus: Spliff Star and Baby Sham] I do this for us ...

There Wont Be Many Coming Home lyrics song presented by Roy Orbison : Listen all you people Try and understand You may be a soldier Woman, Child or man But there won't be many coming home No, there won't be many coming home oh, there won't be many Maybe ten out of twenty but there won't be many coming home Now the old folks will remember On that dark and dismal day How their hearts were choked with pride As their children marched away Now the glory is all gone They are left alone And there won't be many coming home No, there won't be many coming home oh, there won't be many Maybe five out of twenty but there won't be many coming home Look real closely at the soldier Coming at you through the haze He May be the younger brother who ran away And before you kill another Listen to what I say Oh, there won't be many coming home Oh, there won't be many coming home Oh, there won't be many There may not be any but there won't be many coming home ...