assassinate, And I feel like MLK Yeah... I have a dream to be your worst nightmare, And now meet the boss of the cartel. [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm a seven
shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club There's nothing I can say [x2] She rockin' that shit like [Rick Ross:] Fresh as a black president
Rick ross: Trilla Birdman: brrrr! Webbie: the lil soldier wit nothin clear to see wasn't nobody handin him shit Ridin round town glamour and glistenin
nothing he used to stall em now I with the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him and my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big and now when we shop
me won't date her Uhhh, I'm a pimp, you the one that paid her Pullin off in my scrape and it black on black like I'm Darth Vader [Chamillionaire imitating