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.
Blow
Rick Ross Lyrics
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Carol City Cartel
Cool & Dre
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
More money means more dough to (blow)
More bottles, there's more dough to (blow)
Way up in them Cali Hills, burnin' like the sunset
A nigga with a attitude, take it outta' context
Ridin' with that big thang, lookin' like a bomb threat
Bin Laden beard, Afghan in a bomb vest
(Ross) stranded on death row
Makaveli's on the Maybach, kicks retro
She wanna gaze at the stars
Through a panoramic view, pull the haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Gettin' blessed on a jet is a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I'm into real estate, in a realer state of mind
We came for trigger play, kill a nigga for a dime
I'm tryna' chill today, I got a million on my mind
Dice in my hand, one roll, I blow your mind
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
More money means more dough to (blow)
More bottles, there's more dough to (blow)
Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow
More trips (more trips), more whips (more whips)
More money (more money), I'm more rich (more rich)
More haters (more haters), more clips (more clips)
More jewels (more jewels), more shit (more shit)
Half a hundred grand in some rubber bands (rubber bands)
Gats all flashed in my other hand (other hand)
On the other hand, I'm still pitchin' underhand (underhand)
All softballs, all bases covered man (man)
More trucks (more trucks), more bucks (more bucks)
More freaks (more freaks), more butts (more butts)
I see the vision, from Club Vision to Privé (Privé)
I get brain, I bust nuts, in each states (yeah)
Soon as I see what I'm lookin' for
I sit up in that seat and cut 'em off on them 24s
There he goes, baby girl come talk with the boss
I pop a rose bottles, you can kick your shoes off
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
More money means more dough to (blow)
More bottles, there's more dough to (blow)
Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow
Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
Next day, buy a condo to get a kick out it
Mill ticket for the view, this is what I do
When I'm on the beach, all my diamonds salt water blue (Ross)
Let's party like the pack jam, Pac-Man
Fifty grand, stacked in my lap man
Get a lap dance, and if you get my dick hard
This your last chance, to hop up in that big car
With the Fat Man, certified Hood Star
But he a millionaire, look bitch I'm goin' far
This the movement, a few niggas' you wanna move with
Gucci on my feet, see I'm only in the new shit
Ha, they say life's a bitch
But close your eyes for a minute, and just bite this dick, it's Ross
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
More money means more dough to (blow)
More bottles, there's more dough to (blow)
Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
More money means more dough to (blow)
More bottles, there's more dough to (blow)
Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow
The song "Blow" by Rick Ross featuring Dre is a celebration of wealth, success and the lavish lifestyle that comes with it. Rick Ross raps about designer clothes, expensive cars, and partying with beautiful women while sipping on Jose Cuervo tequila. The song's chorus emphasizes how more wealth translates to more opportunities to spend money and indulge in the luxuries of life.
In the first verse, Rick Ross compares himself to a terrorist with a "Bin Laden beard" and "afghan in a bomb vest." He also references the late Tupac Shakur, who was known for his rebellious attitude and outspokenness. Ross's flow is confident, and he flaunts his material wealth, claiming to be in a "realist state of mind."
The second verse continues the theme of wealth and success, with Ross boasting about his increasing profits and possessions. He mentions various luxury items such as trucks, jewelry, condos and expensive alcohol. He ends the verse by inviting a woman to party with him and warning her that this may be her "last chance" to join him.
Overall, "Blow" is a song about enjoying the fruits of success and living life to the fullest, while also referencing controversial figures like Tupac and terrorists like Bin Laden.
Line by Line Meaning
Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah)
I'm wearing expensive clothes and have a lot of money
Bottle of the Jose, pass me some more
Let's drink more Jose Cuervo tequila
I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
I have a lot of cars and clothes
More money means more dough to blow (blow)
Having more money means having more money to spend
Way up in them Cali Hills, burnin' like the sun set
I'm in the California hills watching the sunset
A nigga with a attitude, take it outta context
People think I have a bad attitude but they misunderstand me
Riding with them big things, lookin' like a bomb threat
I'm riding in fancy cars that look intimidating
Bin Laden beard, afghan in a bomb vest
I have a beard like Osama bin Laden and feel powerful like a suicide bomber
Ross, stranded on the death row
I feel like I'm on death row, performing under pressure
Makavali's on the Maybach, kicks retro
I'm listening to Tupac Shakur in my luxury Maybach car and wearing old-school style sneakers
She wanna gaze at the stars
The woman I'm with wants to look at the stars in the sky
Through a panoramic view, pullin' haze out the jar
We're looking at the stars through a wide view while smoking marijuana
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
I consider myself the best rapper out there
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
I'm receiving blessings and taking time to reflect on myself
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
I worked hard and now I'm successful enough to be called a boss
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I have expensive champagne and am surrounded by beautiful women
I'm in a realist state, and a realist state of mind
I'm in a realistic state of mind, acknowledging both the good and bad in life
We came from trigger play, kill a nigga for a dime
I came from violence and poverty, where people would kill for a small amount of money
I'm tryna chill today, I got a million on my mind
I'm trying to relax today but still thinking about my wealth
Dice in my hand, one roll, I blow your mind
I'm gambling and can win big with just one roll of the dice
More trips, more whips, more money, I'm more rich
I'm getting richer and have more expensive cars and trips
More haters, more clips, more jewels, more Chris
As I gain more success, I have more enemies, guns, and expensive jewelry
Half a hundred grand and some rubber bands
I have $50,000 in cash and some rubber bands to hold it together
? off fast in my other hand
I'm driving really fast in my other car
On the other hand, I'm still pitchin' underhand
I'm still selling drugs but in a discreet way
All soft balls, all bases covered man
Selling drugs is easy for me, and I'm prepared for any situation
More trucks, more bucks, more freaks, more butts
I have more expensive cars and money, and sleep with more women
I see the vision, from club vision to ?
I have a clear vision of where I want to be in life, from the club to else where
I get brain, I bust nuts in each state
I receive oral sex in every state I go to and ejaculate
Soon as I see what I'm lookin' for
When I find what I'm looking for
I sit up in that seat and cut em' off on them 24's, there it goes
I sit up in my luxury car and show off with my 24 inch rims
Baby girl, come talk with the boss
Come and talk with me, the boss and leader
I pop a Jose bottle, you can kick your shoes off
We can drink Jose Cuervo tequila and relax
Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Have you ever seen a overweight man in a large luxury car
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
You want to be seen with me and desire my wealth and status
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
I rent apartments just to get kicked out for fun
Next day, buy a condo to get a kick out it
The next day, I buy an expensive condo just for the thrill of it
We don't take you for the view, this is what I do
I'm not interested in fancy views, I'm more interested in my lifestyle
When I'm on the beach, all my diamonds are water blue (Ross)
On the beach, my diamonds look like they are reflecting the color of the water
Let's party like the pack jam, Pac Man
Let's party hard like in the old days, like Pac Man did
Fifty grand, stacked in my lap man
I have $50,000 in cash stacked in my lap
Get a lap dance (and if you get my dick hard)
I'll pay for a lap dance and get sexually aroused
This your last chance (to hop up in that big car)
This is your last chance to ride in my large, expensive car
With the Fat Man (certified Hood Star)
With me, the overweight man, who is a certified king of the ghetto
But he a millionaire (look bitch I'm going far)
But I'm a successful millionaire, and I'm going to go even farther
This the movement, a few niggas you wanna move with
This is the direction I'm going in, and you want to be part of my team
Gucci on my feet, see I'm only in that new shit
I'm only wearing the latest, most fashionable Gucci clothing
Ha, they say life's a bitch
People say life is difficult
But close your eyes for a minute, and just bite this dick, it's Ross
Take a break from life and have sex with me, it's Rick Ross
[Chorus: x2]
Reiterating that having more money means more money to spend
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: William Roberts, Marcello Valenzano, Andre Lyon
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