Blow
Ross Rick Lyrics
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Carol City Cartel
Cool & Dre
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that RosΓ©, 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 RosΓ©, 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 PrivΓ© (PrivΓ©)
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 RosΓ©, 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 RosΓ©, 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 RosΓ©, 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 rap anthem that glorifies lavish lifestyles and the pursuit of prosperity. The song features Ross rapping about his wealth, fame, and success while enjoying the finer things in life, such as designer clothes, expensive watches, and bottles of Jose Cuervo. He also boasts about the number of cars he owns, his ability to blow money on what he wants, and his desire for even more success.
The chorus of the song repeats the line "More money means more dough to blow," which highlights the eternal quest for wealth and comfort. Ross's verses contain references to his previous struggles and hardships and how he overcame them to achieve the level of luxury he now enjoys. He observes that hard work pays off, and he has reaped the benefits of his sacrifices.
Overall, "Blow" is a typical rap song that celebrates materialism, riches, and success, set to a catchy and energetic beat. While the song does not offer any profound insights or messages, it does provide a glimpse into the opulent world of a successful rapper and the mindset that drives the pursuit of wealth.
Line by Line Meaning
Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah)
Wearing expensive clothes and having lots of money
Bottle of the Jose, pass me some more
Drinking alcohol and wanting more
I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
Having a lot of cars and clothes
More money means more dough to blow (blow)
Having more money to spend on lavish things
Way up in them Cali Hills, burnin' like the sun set
Being in a luxurious place and enjoying the view
A nigga with a attitude, take it outta context
Having a bad attitude that can be easily misunderstood
Riding with them big things, lookin' like a bomb threat
Driving expensive cars that attract attention
Bin Laden beard, afghan in a bomb vest
Having a beard similar to a terrorist's
Ross, stranded on the death row
Feeling trapped in a difficult situation
Makavali's on the Maybach, kicks retro
Driving a Maybach car and wearing old-fashioned shoes
She wanna gaze at the stars
A girl wants to look at the stars
Through a panoramic view, pullin' haze out the jar
Smoking marijuana while enjoying the view
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Being confident and the best at what he does
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Feeling lucky and taking a moment to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
Having worked hard to achieve success and being a leader
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
Drinking expensive alcohol and being surrounded by models
I'm in a realist state, and a realist state of mind
Living in a realistic state and thinking realistically
We came from trigger play, kill a nigga for a dime
Growing up in a dangerous environment where people are killed for very little money
I'm tryna chill today, I got a million on my mind
Trying to relax while still thinking about money
Dice in my hand, one roll, I blow your mind
Taking a risk in a game and hoping to win big
More trips, more whips, more money, I'm more rich
Taking more trips, driving more expensive cars, and becoming richer
More haters, more clips, more jewels, more Chris
Having more enemies, carrying more guns, owning more jewelry, and drinking Cristal champagne
Half a hundred grand and some rubber bands
Having around fifty thousand dollars in cash and some rubber bands to hold it together
? off fast in my other hand
Driving away fast in another car
On the other hand, I'm still pitchin' underhand
Doing something dishonest (selling drugs) in a less-obvious way
All soft balls, all bases covered man
It's easy to keep everything under control
More trucks, more bucks, more freaks, more butts
Getting even more cars, money, women, and sex
I see the vision, from club vision to ?
Having a clear view of what he wants and where he is going
I get brain, I bust nuts in each states
Receiving oral sex and ejaculating in different states (locations)
Soon as I see what I'm lookin' for
Immediately acting upon desire
I sit up in that seat and cut em' off on them 24's, there it goes
Driving away quickly in a car with big 24-inch wheels
Baby girl, come talk with the boss
Addressing a woman and showing off his power
I pop a Jose bottle, you can kick your shoes off
Drinking Jose Cuervo tequila and relaxing
Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
A big man driving a big car
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
A woman wants to be close to him and can't stop thinking about it
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
Renting an apartment just to get kicked out (living life recklessly)
Next day, buy a condo to get a kick out it
Buying a condominium as to enjoy being kicked out of it the next day (living extravagantly)
We don't take you for the view, this is what I do
Not caring about the view, and doing what he wants regardless of others' opinions
When I'm on the beach, all my diamonds are water blue (Ross)
Wearing jewelry that matches the color of the water at the beach
Let's party like the pack jam, Pac Man
Partying hard like a popular game from the 80s
Fifty grand, stacked in my lap man
Having fifty thousand dollars in cash on his lap
Get a lap dance (and if you get my dick hard)
Receiving a dance from a stripper and becoming aroused
This your last chance (to hop up in that big car)
A woman's final opportunity to get in his big car
With the Fat Man (certified Hood Star)
Being a successful person in the hood or ghetto
But he a millionaire (look bitch I'm going far)
Being in the hood but still far more successful than most people
This the movement, a few niggas you wanna move with
Being part of a successful movement and wanting to be associated with it
Gucci on my feet, see I'm only in that new shit
Wearing new Gucci shoes
Ha, they say life's a bitch
Some people say life is difficult
But close your eyes for a minute, and just bite this dick, it's Ross
Taking a moment to forget about problems and focus on pleasure
[Chorus: x2]
The chorus, repeating the idea that having more money means being able to live extravagantly
Lyrics Β© 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
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@taysaucyc.1275
Why havenβt this hit a mill yet smh. No cap I listened to this song about 20,000 times. Fav song by Ross ever! Hopped off the porch around the port of Miami days. Ross and Jezzy kept me focused out there in the streets. #Legends. Coming from a up north fella π―π―π―
@notalentbeatz983
This album was classic rozay
@AbbzJordan
This takes me back to the limewire days
@therrancemorgan4992
Abbie Major limewire lol
@KiLLED5639
seriously bro. Those were the days. I wan't even worried about all the viruses and spyware. :D:D:D
@jette24
I torrented this lol...you needed to step your pirate game up
@sniper8459
Limewire and Bluetooth shit.
Classic!
@CRAIGC55
LimeWire
@jidedina3825
How times have flew, this is 2019 and it goes way back in 2006. Rick Ross made good songs.
@jermchillen411
He stole em lol