William Leonard Roberts II (born January 28, 1976), better known by his sta… Read Full Bio ↴William Leonard Roberts II (born January 28, 1976), better known by his stage name Rick Ross, is an American rapper. He derived his stage name from the drug trafficker "Freeway" Ricky Ross. Ross founded the record label Maybach Music Group, on which he released his studio albums Deeper Than Rap ,Teflon Don, God Forgives, I Don't, Mastermind, Hood Billionaire, Black Market, Rather You Than Me, and most recently Port of Miami 2.

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.

Fitted Cap
Rick Ross Lyrics

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Beat billionaire

You know I stick to the script
Twenty million dollar nigga, but I do it like this

Maybach Music, Maybach Music

[Chorus]

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, it's all white (How can I not talk big? I got to)
Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes
Wale

Yeah, uh
Ferrari mics, bitch, I'm on my car show
My chick black and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a Concorde
Eleven know I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't ever miss
The coupe I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that commitment shit
P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs when I'm shoppin'
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink boxes
Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in Brooklyn
That's some nigga from ten deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I ain't even tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
And Tito's my niggas, you know just we just need more shit and
It's ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may never see the store
Got LeBron Entourages like Maverick and Richie Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin' lanes
Look at my nines, look at my Blazers, look at my fours, cut wit' laser
Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me
Salute

[Chorus]

I said I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the whole crew high
Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass like Wu-sai
It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG
Walk around wit' like ten on me, that five seven, that fen' on me
Don't grin on me wit' them long stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so clear
We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up
Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac tucked
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my last cup
On this shit, I can't stand up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga Pill
In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet pill
One week and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the bitch
My Levis, they five o one, my snapback is hella bent

[Chorus]

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open
That's that nigga, so what'd I say? They okey-dokin'
How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he jokin'
I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, Kobe smokin'
Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need lotion
I'm slowly roastin', heatin' up, so you know we toastin'
Fuck hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like Kobe postin'
Out in Sweden, like ain't shit that you can't tell us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas jealous
'Cause uh, they had them Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them bitches wann't a option
Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay whatever
Rock them bitches once then forgot about 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I don't need to know the numbers
You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you niggas this summer
Cole

[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in "Fitted Cap" by Rick Ross, featuring Wale and Meek Mill, are centered around luxury, dropping names of high-end brands and expensive cars. The chorus starts off by mentioning "Jordans high-top" and "snapback fitted cap," both items associated with popular hip hop fashion, along with a Rolls-Royce and designer shoes like Foamposites, LeBrons, and Spikes. Wale takes over with the first verse, rapping about his love for pink boxes and name-dropping Mishka in Brooklyn and Frankie the Butcher. Meek Mill then adds a harder edge with lyrics about swag, guns, and bad hoes. J. Cole finishes strong with his verse about coming from a less privileged background and now being able to afford expensive kicks like his chick without even needing to know the prices.

Overall, the lyrics in "Fitted Cap" celebrate wealth and excess, particularly in terms of high-end fashion and luxury cars. Each artist manages to add their unique style and perspective to the song, creating a cohesive performance that brims with energy.

Line by Line Meaning

Beat billionaire
Being extremely successful and wealthy

You know I stick to the script
I always follow through with my plans and stay true to myself

Twenty million dollar nigga, but I do it like this
Even though I have a lot of money, I remain humble and grounded

My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
I wear high-top Air Jordans sneakers and a snapback fitted cap

The Rolls-Royce, it's all white
I drive a white Rolls-Royce

Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes
I also wear Foamposite sneakers and LeBron James' signature shoes, as well as sneakers designed by Spike Lee

Wale
This line signifies the start of Wale's verse

Ferrari mics, bitch, I'm on my car show
I'm performing at a high level, comparing myself to a car show

My chick black and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a Concorde
My girlfriend is unique and stands out, she's not just an ordinary attractive woman

Eleven know I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't ever miss
People recognize and respect my talent, especially in shooting basketball shots

The coupe I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that commitment shit
The car I'm driving is rented because I don't want to commit to long-term ownership

P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs when I'm shoppin'
I buy expensive PRP (Plasma Rich Platelet) treatments to improve my appearance, and spend thousands of dollars when I go shopping

My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink boxes
I have multiple girlfriends and I have a preference for sneakers with pink shoeboxes (possibly referring to Nike SB sneakers)

Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in Brooklyn
I'm giving a shoutout to Frankie the Butcher, a popular barber, and Mishka, a clothing brand based in Brooklyn

That's some nigga from ten deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I'm associated with Ten Deep, a clothing brand from Atlanta, and I'm collaborating with someone who knows how to create great music

I ain't even tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school
I effortlessly succeed and excel, just like privileged students at private schools

You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
You guys are irrelevant and mediocre, and your partners don't have any respect for you

And Tito's my niggas, you know just we just need more shit and
Tito is my close friend, and we only need more opportunities and resources

It's ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
It's funny how I spend money extravagantly, especially when I have expensive shoes (Homer Simpson is known for splurging)

Pine-green Foams, they may never see the store
I have exclusive pine-green Foamposite sneakers that may never be available to the public

Got LeBron Entourages like Maverick and Richie Paul
I have a group of people around me who support me, similar to LeBron James' team

Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin' lanes
I dominate in my field, while you are insignificant. Look at the Air Jordan 5 'Laneys' sneakers I'm wearing, and how I effortlessly switch lanes while driving

Look at my nines, look at my Blazers, look at my fours, cut wit' laser
Look at my Air Jordan 9, Air Jordan 4, and Nike Blazer sneakers, which are customized with laser etching

Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
Look at the woman I'm with, who happens to be your partner. Look at how incredible my style and demeanor is, which drives you all insane

Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me
I am so impressive that it makes you all envious and frustrated. I drive a Lexus and earn a lot of money from Maybach Music

Salute
This line signifies the end of Wale's verse and a tribute to his success

I said I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
I'm stylishly dressed in Air Jordan 11 'Cool Grey' sneakers, similar to LL Cool J

And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm too paid
Even though my wrist has expensive jewelry, I'm composed and calm. Just like a bald head, I am financially successful

I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the whole crew high
I'm intoxicated and very high from smoking marijuana. The whole crew is also under the influence

Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass like Wu-sai
If someone makes a wrong move, violence may occur. It's better to handle the situation like a martial artist from the Wu-Tang Clan

It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG
I represent Maybach Music Group and Money Over Bitches. I may be young, but I have the wisdom and experience of an OG (Original Gangster)

Walk around wit' like ten on me, that five seven, that fen' on me
I always have a lot of money on me, specifically $10,000, and I carry a .357 Magnum firearm for protection

Don't grin on me wit' them long stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Don't give me arrogant looks or stare at me for too long. You're not all-powerful unless you have no fear

Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so clear
I have a lot of money and attract many women. I am high definition and clear in my accomplishments

We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up
We are adorned with expensive jewelry and have accumulated a lot of wealth. The large Phantom vehicle looks impressive when it backs up

Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac tucked
We have large and imposing individuals with us, who resemble Mack trucks. Our shooters carry Mac-10 firearms for protection

I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my last cup
I have a bad boy persona, just like Sean Combs (Puff Daddy). My last drink was mixed with Simpson and Rodgers, possibly referring to prescription medication

On this shit, I can't stand up, country Ks as I man up
I'm heavily intoxicated and unable to stand upright. Despite this, I remain strong and take control of my life

This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga Pill
This is Rick Ross, Wale, Gunplay, and the artist Pill. They are all part of Maybach Music Group

In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet pill
I am currently in Brazil, and this lifestyle is authentic. I have attractive women with me and I'm consuming a drug called 'whippet'

One week and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the bitch
We secure business deals within a week, and I can easily have sexual encounters within a day

My Levis, they five o one, my snapback is hella bent
I wear Levi's 501 jeans, and my snapback cap is heavily curved

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open
I am a very attractive and stylish individual, which is why women are easily infatuated with me

That's that nigga, so what'd I say? They okey-dokin'
I am a well-known and respected figure, so people agree and support whatever I say

How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he jokin'
How dare you challenge me? I hope you're joking because it would be foolish to mess with me

I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin
I'm with your girlfriend while you're alone at home. You're in a vulnerable position, just like Macauley Culkin in the movie 'Home Alone'

I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, Kobe smokin'
I'm getting high and consuming drugs, similar to how Kobe Bryant smokes marijuana

Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need lotion
After I die, my ashes will be spread on my enemies, causing them to feel burned and in need of soothing lotion

I'm slowly roastin', heatin' up, so you know we toastin'
I am gradually becoming more successful and influential, so we celebrate and raise our glasses

Fuck hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like Kobe postin'
I have sexual encounters without any emotional attachment. I also effortlessly fade away from situations, similar to Kobe Bryant's 'fadeaway' basketball move

Out in Sweden, like ain't shit that you can't tell us
I am currently in Sweden and feel invincible, as if there's nothing that can stop us

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas jealous
God, please forgive me, because when I was younger, I used to envy others

'Cause uh, they had them Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
I envied those who had Air Jordan sneakers, but my mother couldn't afford to buy them for me

Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them bitches wann't a option
Can you really blame my mother? Air Jordan sneakers cost $100, which wasn't affordable for us

Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay whatever
Now we are living a luxurious lifestyle, and I am willing to spend any amount of money

Rock them bitches once then forgot about 'em forever
I wear expensive sneakers only once and then forget about them forever

My kicks like my chick, I don't need to know the numbers
My sneakers are just like my women, I don't care about the specific details

You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you niggas this summer
All you need to know is that I am coming and I will outperform and outshine all my competitors this summer

Cole
This line signifies the end of the song, possibly referring to J. Cole's involvement or a shoutout

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: WILLIAM ROBERTS, OLUBOWALE VICTOR AKINTIMEHIN, JERMAINE COLE, ROBERT WILLIAMS, SHAMANN COOKE

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