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rick ross feat. tripple cs and brisco

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You know who it is, bitch you know how I tell You know what it is, you know what I'm 'bout You know what I'm 'bout, smell it all in the house A minute, I'm out, a minute, I'm out I'm on the highway ridin' like a boss Go on, let the top down, bitch it's time for me to floss Million dollar nigga grindin' like I'm still broke Up in Duval, damn right I'm dealin' dope Got 'bout 40 birds in the Motel 6 Let them boys know that it's time to get rich I see a new Benz, see a new boat Better see your fuckin' limits, I can see you goin' broke Not me bitch cause I'm still whippin' up Million dollar deals, new Phantoms whippin' up You fuckin' with the best, you can't even hate Every time you look, I'mma say it in your face Triple C's Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where Ya from? Motherfucker, where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Motherfucker, where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where Ya from? Motherfucker, where ya from? There go Gunplay, hot damn, trippin' on the 101 Spillin' all his Hennessy, flippin' up another blunt Nigga where the fuck you from? Throw it up and die for it Ride with your iron for it, lie and do your time for it Back spark, ball hard, murder, kill, armed rob Ridin' with my strap on me, wish a nigga try one Holler at my homie 'nem, let 'em know I'm back in town Send them people, hit the house, fuck 'em, we ain't backin' down Skatin' on them skinnies with a skinny ridin' shotty Hater blockers blockin' haters, can't see 'em through my Pradas I'm the boss, under the boss, clips get emptied for Ricky Don't tempt me, I'm itchy, stop movin', no flinchin' Bitch I'm on my grind like I'm pumpin' up a dime Now you see the yellow brick road, bezel, chatty watch Triple C, triple dose, comin' right back 'round Your trap shut down, it's the White House now Where ya from? 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I'm from the Timberland state, homicide ain't a thing North Face or leather, the dollar sign's on the jeans Ticked up clean, still sheister than a motherfucker Get your wife taped for your ice and see your mother suffer Gloves, mask and a ratchet stashed in the trunk I'll beat your ass to a pulp, teach you when not to pump Cocaine on my MySpace, blocks through my Hotmail MSN, AOL, Yayo, boy I got mail Lay low in the cop's trail, cocktails in Scottsdale Arizona locked down, crystal meth popular Miss me with that rap shit, I don't trade bars I'm Braveheart, I'll lay your ass in the graveyard I'm OT, hand to hand on the graveyard Triple C, a hundred grand for my chain charm My game strong so my change long When your name known, first sign of weakness your brain's gone That's New York Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where Ya from? Motherfucker, where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where Ya from? Motherfucker, where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where Ya from? Motherfucker, where ya from? Bouncin', creepin' hard in my Chevy Old school Zapco and you know it's beatin' heavy I'm the boss at the Ross, Calico Brisco Straight from the county where them niggas tote them pistols Keep it movin' on that Fort Miles Watch how you drive, I got yay in all four tires They say that boy done got his swag back He the type of goon that traffic choppers in the trash bag Where ya from lil' dawg? Represent your set, let 'em know you ain't soft Show 'em how you lie, show 'em how you stunt Show 'em how to open shop and move 20 blocks a month I'm in the middle of the projects, rappin' with a broad Home ticket out the ghetto, get her baby daddy scarred Way I'm livin' be the hardest See the po-po's runnin' regardless Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? Where ya from? 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