William Leonard Roberts II was born in Coahoma County, Mississippi and raised in Carol City, Florida, near Miami After graduating from Carol City Senior High School, he later attended the historically black college Albany State University in Albany, Georgia.
After being signed to Suave House Records, former label for rap duo 8Ball & MJG, he eventually signed a deal with Slip-n-Slide Records, which has been under the Def Jam umbrella since 2006. While signed to Slip-n-Slide, Ross toured with fellow rapper Trick Daddy and made guest performances on other Slip-n-Slide rap albums
His debut album Port of Miami was released in August 2006 and debuted at the top spot on the Billboard 200 album chart, with sales at 187,000 units after its first week
In March 2008, his second album Trilla was released and, as its predecessor Port of Miami had, debuted at the top of the Billboard 200.[8] Its lead single "Speedin'" featuring R. Kelly peaked at #121 on the Billboard Hot 100; the next one, "The Boss" featuring T-Pain peaked at #17 on the Hot 100. The third single "Here I Am" featured Nelly and Avery Storm
Deeper Than Rap is the third studio album by American rapper Rick Ross, released April 21, 2009 on his label Maybach Music Group and Slip-n-Slide Records, with distribution from Def Jam Recordings. The album debuted at number one on the U.S. Billboard 200 chart, selling 158,000 copies its first week. Singles from the album were: Mafia Music, Maybach Music II, Magnificent, & All I Really Want.
Teflon Don is the fourth studio album by American rapper Rick Ross, released July 20, 2010 on Maybach Music Group and Def Jam Recordings. Production for the album took place during 2009 to 2010 and was handled by several record producers, including Clark Kent, No I.D., The Olympicks, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, Lex Luger, Danja, The Inkredibles, The Remedy, and Kanye West
The album debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, selling 176,300 copies in its first week. It attained some international charting and produced three singles with moderate Billboard chart success. Upon its release, Teflon Don received generally positive reviews from most music critics, earning praise for its cinematic production and Ross's lyrical persona.
Ross has signed Pill, Meek Mill, & Wale to his label Maybach Music Group. In 2010 Rick Ross made an offer to rapper Wiz Khalifa to sign to Maybach Music Group but he decided to sign with Atlantic instead.
Amsterdam
Rick Ross Lyrics
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Cameras in the ceiling, Seline on my arm
We get ghost, you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach shit
Bright lights and dark corners, it's night embark on us
Refugees running wild Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
Now the same cat drive in Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers who slither with me
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto, smoke a fat fifty
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams tryna see a hundred mil
These boys going blind they just happy being free
In a world of so many I just wanted me a key
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all decease
These boys snort lines I'm fine just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick
Always running late, quick to show up with your bitch
The Hublot's cool but my Terminator's foolish
All stainless steel, quick to match it with my toolie
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you, as long as you're getting rich
Crack game, champagne, kilos on the stock exchange
Rolls Royce, new Ghost, that's a nigga pocket change
These niggas acting like they want a war!
When it come to whacking niggas I done won awards
Nigga, you a bitch, where yo' Honda Accord?
I'm riding in some shit only I can afford
Shouldn't claim the hood til you build a report
Amsterdam state of mind, I just gave you a tour
I'm laughing at the people who label me poor
Now I piss on Europeans, you'd think it was porn
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
I'm speaking on unwritten laws the code of the streets
I'm not the type of nigga that you bump into
At a 7-11 and just pull your pistol on him
And do what the fuck you want to do
Niggas like me, you gotta get permission homie!
And that could take a long time!
In that time, I'mma handle my muthafuckin business
It's the red light district, nigga this Amsterdam
Wherever the fuck I'm at
It's a no go
We green light you bitch niggas
Rozay!
The song "Amsterdam" by Rick Ross features lyrics that are reflective of his successful and luxurious lifestyle. With references to expensive cars, designer clothing, and exotic locations, Ross sends a message of his rise from poverty to wealth. The first verse describes his opulent lifestyle with "cameras in the ceiling" and "money stuffed in my bag". Ross also references the legendary musician Barry Gordy to emphasize his influence on the streets with a "kilo," representing the drug trade.
The second verse denotes themes of power and loyalty, in which Ross describes his community-based relationships with "killers who slither", and the club he is a member of that will be gone by November. He also talks about how he wanted a better life and fought for it, referencing his childhood poverty with "the short end of the stick." The chorus itself is a proclamation of Ross's Maybach luxury car and lifestyle.
The third verse is a direct statement about his reputation in the streets and how he handles business. Ross acknowledges the "unwritten laws" that need to be followed and assuredly talks about how he handles his affairs without fear of consequences. He talks about his experiences with violence, knowing who to approach in specific ways, and who he cannot without consequences.
Overall, the song is a boastful anthem of Rick Ross's ascent from rags to riches, claiming his power and influence on the streets and living out his dreams without fear.
Line by Line Meaning
Maybach shit
I'm living a luxurious life with expensive cars and possessions.
Cameras in the ceiling, Seline on my arm
I have high level security, and a beautiful woman by my side.
We get ghost, you already know what it is
We disappear and keep a low profile, you know how I move.
Money stuffed in my bag
I have a lot of cash with me at all times.
Bright lights and dark corners, it's night embark on us
In the city at night, we move stealthily through the shadows and bright lights.
Refugees running wild Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
Refugees who are struggling run wild with guns, trying to survive.
Nothing to lose, I was starving from the start
I come from nothing and had nothing to lose, I was hungry for success.
Now the same cat drive in Jaguars
I am now successful and drive expensive cars like Jaguars.
Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
Shoot at me and I'll retaliate, making others afraid to talk about it.
The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November
I belong to a dangerous club, and those who are in it won't last long.
Keys to the city got killers who slither with me
I have connections in the city with dangerous associates who will do whatever it takes for me.
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto, smoke a fat fifty
I drive an expensive car even in the hood, and smoke a large joint.
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
I've made a lot of money and everything is going well for me.
Standing in the field of dreams tryna see a hundred mil
I have big dreams of making a lot of money, and I'm working to achieve it.
These boys going blind they just happy being free
Others are content with their freedom, even if they are unaware of their true potential.
In a world of so many I just wanted me a key
In a world full of competition, I just wanted my own path to success.
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
I just wanted a small piece of success for myself.
Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all decease
I want to enjoy my success with my friends before they die.
These boys snort lines I'm fine just sipping wine
Others use drugs, but I prefer to drink wine.
Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind
I'm thinking about the future and enjoying myself in Amsterdam.
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
I am a successful person who has made it from humble beginnings.
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I had to sell drugs to make it to the top.
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
I want to be present for the birth of each of my children.
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
I want to provide for my family by giving them land to live on.
Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased
I will always be true to myself and my roots.
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
I hope that my music will continue to inspire people after I'm gone.
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
I used to sell drugs, which shows by the expensive sneakers I wear.
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
Smoking weed in Amsterdam is a common occurrence.
Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick
I come from a rough neighborhood and didn't have many opportunities.
Always running late, quick to show up with your bitch
I might be late, but I'll always bring a beautiful woman with me.
The Hublot's cool but my Terminator's foolish
I have expensive watches, but I also have a gun that's even more valuable.
All stainless steel, quick to match it with my toolie
My gun is made of strong materials and I'll use it if necessary.
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Even at high-class events, people will smoke weed.
Red or blue, do you, as long as you're getting rich
It doesn't matter which gang you're in, as long as you're making money.
Crack game, champagne, kilos on the stock exchange
I used to sell crack, but now I invest in the stock market and enjoy champagne.
Rolls Royce, new Ghost, that's a nigga pocket change
I can easily afford expensive cars like Roll Royces.
These niggas acting like they want a war!
Others are trying to start trouble with me.
When it come to whacking niggas I done won awards
I have been successful in eliminating my enemies.
Nigga, you a bitch, where yo' Honda Accord?
You're not on my level, and can't even afford a Honda Accord.
I'm riding in some shit only I can afford
I'm driving an expensive car that only people like me can afford.
Shouldn't claim the hood til you build a report
You can't claim to be part of the neighborhood until you've earned respect.
Amsterdam state of mind, I just gave you a tour
I'm in a state of mind where I can enjoy myself and I'm showing you around.
I'm laughing at the people who label me poor
I used to be poor and now people are jealous of my success.
Now I piss on Europeans, you'd think it was porn
I have so much money that I'm not afraid to show it off to Europeans.
I'm speaking on unwritten laws the code of the streets
I'm talking about the unspoken rules of the streets that people must follow to survive.
I'm not the type of nigga that you bump into
Don't mess with me or you'll regret it.
At a 7-11 and just pull your pistol on him
Don't try to rob me or pull out a gun on me.
And that could take a long time!
Getting permission to mess with me is not an easy task.
In that time, I'mma handle my muthafuckin business
While you're trying to get permission, I'll still be taking care of business.
It's the red light district, nigga this Amsterdam
We're in the red light district of Amsterdam.
Wherever the fuck I'm at
I'm not afraid to be anywhere.
It's a no go
Don't mess with me or you'll regret it.
We green light you bitch niggas
I'll take out anyone who tries to mess with me.
Rozay!
My nickname is Rozay.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CARL E. MCCORMICK, ALAIN IRENNE VINCENT GANDOLFI, ALAIN MICHAEL HENRI MION, ROBERT RIHMEEK WILLIAMS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Anele
This is what you call luxury hip hop, sophisticated and clean
Löwe mit Herz
Real rap
Antonios Soumpasis
Real Rap ? White boyz music u mean
tommy gun317
@Antonios Soumpasis better than the kill steal destroy music all over the place. We gotta understand it's ok not to be ghetto and act like animals. We need to help each other. They'll hate that.
Ruephoria
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ev3goddess y.o. Chandler
Ummhum ~*hummm
Jared Banks
Say what you want about Ross, this man knows how to pick the perfect beats and flow over them effortlessly.
MIMON
Jared Banks yes Sir 💪🏾💪🏾
CJC Network
Jared Banks agreed
jfraz1992
Jared Banks facts