Rick Ross - Push It lyrics

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Rick Ross - Push It lyrics

Ross Port of Miami Port of my candy Ain't got nothing to lose (nah) We suppotin' the family Never traffic for fun (fun) Only traffic for funds (funds) All I seen was the struggle (struggle) Its like I'm trapped in this slum n***as were badly paid No water we barely bathed Better be better days on the way That's on my damn grave I'm pushing it hard (hard) I'm pushing it south (south) If he pushing a line (line) He pushin for Ross (Ross) I waited and waited (waited) I done ran outta patience (patience) They hated and hated Left 'em slow dancing with Satan Fresh in my white tee Mac eleven swear to god I bought my first block Broke it down and tore the block apart I push and I push (Push) I ride and I ride (ride) Trying' to survive on 95 Put it all on the line (line) At the drop of a dime (dime) I be pushing them whips (whips) Yes, three at a time I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I gotta I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I gotta I handle dope like a Vandal off the banana boat Bananas and the rifles No cyphers I'm just the man to know I paid dues my moves done made moves I'm smooth my suede shoes They new like ? Nobody used to speak (speak) Now everybody wave (wave) You dunk your mama house (house) You set your sister straight (straight) I'm building a dream (dream) With elevators in it Tell who made the linen No gators got on my hater vision I see ya, I see ya s**ers (s**ers) I see ya clear (clear) I know you see me in that phantom Whiter then veneers Allergic to broke (broke) Determined to blow (blow) On the boat we hit the working detergent and soap We ship it from Haiti Baby I'm whipping them baby's Let it dry later try to whip a Mercedes Arrange my Range (Range) Y'all can't arrange a parade (parade) You gotta push it to the limit If you wanna be paid I push and I push (Push) I ride and I ride (ride) Trying' to survive on 95 Put it all on the line (line) At the drop of a dime (dime) I be pushing them whips (whips) Yes, three at a time I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I gotta I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I gotta We started minute The money matured My money secured I got bunnies in Europe My bubbles be pure Cost like a hundred a pour The world is yours Hundred million and more Now I run the streets (Ross) They all mine (Ross) Twelve years over due Call it two time I told you never roll on the soul of a soldier You never know that dishwasher may be a beholder Who ever thought that fat girl would grow into Oprah Or that boy Rick Ross would be moldin' the culture I push and I push (Push) We breaking the mold (mold) We push and we push (Push) We breaking the hold I push and I push (Push) I ride and I ride (ride) Trying' to survive on 95 Put it all on the line (line) At the drop of a dime (dime) I be pushing them whips (whips) Yes, three at a time I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I gotta I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I'm pushing it (Push) I gotta