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rick ross - hold on we're going home (freestyle) lyrics

[intro: rick ross]
shorty i got more money than i ever had
but you’re the only thing i need right now
you make it all so simple
you my new thing

[verse 1: rick ross]
i f-ck her like an addict
she f-ck me like she mad at me
but it’s all cool though
i flew out the niche just last week
when i’m away she send me pics in the sheets
[?] all my cars, and my sneaks
wait, let me keep this sh-t simple
f-ck the radio, this just a n-gga tempo
fat boy, blue jeans, and a gold watch
started at the bottom now she rolled on top
black testarossa, 0-60 on the strip, she’s explosive
just got back from dubai
emirates live, flew in with 1.5
never fold is the threshold
like my mother sayin’, now never let go
hood n-gga with an escroe
bad b-tch, but she special
went home, and i prayed for an angel
appeared in the dark, here to take away the pain too
war wounds on the big dawg
but she get the ball like it’s tip off
watch d-wade, got two seats
got her everything but the new beats
cardier wings, n-gga, two seats
n-gga gettin’ money like a new meech
we the knights of the templar
dirty little n-gga with ten cars
this whole cl!ck another enron
baby girl it’s time for you to get gone
there’s a shoulder just to lean on
rozay baby, and the team strong

- rick ross lyrics

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