Artist: Rick Ross Album: Trilla Song: Get Love Too Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] Boss Four-five off in the ride Fo' blunts for me to get high Trilla funk when I ride by Who the fuck told you I'm finished? Ricky Ross is strictly business I got so many bitches My rims so many inches I got so many haters but got so many bullets (holla) Bitches it's the boss who reps it to the fullest M.I., llello, money out the asssssss Yeah we touchin llello so it's funny that you ask Whippin hard got me in them different cars Different girls, same time, call it a menage It's no co-sign, C-note is trill Robbers won't rob, they know it's real They know the deal, they know I deal They know I have, they know I will [Chorus] I'm talkin money, cars, clothes - can you dig it? And you said you want it hood, let me show you how we get it Where the bitches gettin love too, hustlers gettin love too Start huggin, mad Southern gangsters gettin love too What you ain't heard that we does - gettin love too Seven-trey bird, Motor World, gettin love too Probably send them first to who I serve - gettin love too Smoke with the boss, Ricky Ross, I gets love too [Rick Ross] Big wheels on the shit I drive Big boys wanna deal with I New stash, niggaz steal my fire Big blunts got the Benz on fire Flip flows like I flip dope Make a nigga get flat for a C-note Let your boy get stacks like a Arab Better get back I'm strapped and I blow like C-4 Llello, pesos, big Frank, caseloads Dollar bills - count 'em up; baddest bitches - round 'em up All my cars drippin wet, my squad, they get respect My two ladies baby gangsters; turn your back they'll slit'cha neck Take your watch, take your spot Turn that bitch to a vacant lot They see that face and rocks They give me face off top My face be everywhere, I get them heavy stares Niggaz never stare, they know I'm never scared [Chorus] [Rick Ross] We came from Section 8, so now my section straight We startin liftin weights, runnin routes, stretchin bass My team winners, niggaz didn't know (hoe) We the Dolphins in '72, a clean blow I done seen blizzards, I'm chillin when it snow I'm mean with the digits, I'm illin when it's low I keep my gloves on, keeps the speed fast I'm burnin green fast (I need I need cash) She understand my grind, niggaz know my game It's the R-O-C, rich off cocaine (boss) My face be everywhere, I get them them heavy stares Niggaz never stare, I gotta let you know [Chorus]