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Love Sosa
Stalley feat. Rick Ross Lyrics


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We'll never stop, nigga, never
I'm hittin' that hundred-mil mark on these niggas in the next two years, nigga
Yeah, nigga

I say, I'm ridin' on Forges, call them my skaters
You know them bodies is sticky, you can't get caught up in capers
Niggas are tricky, you can't be askin' for favors
2-2-3 on the lickin', and make your bitch go in labor
Niggas hate when you winnin', you wanna kill 'em, I feel ya
Took the top off the car, bitch I know my face look familiar
Fuckin' with my lil' gangters, we makin' a killin'
When you count your first million you never forget the feelin'
That when my eyes go to twitchin', palms start to itchin'
Niggas be snitchin', that's when my dogs start trippin'
(Rat-tat-tat-tat, Rat-tat-tat-tat)
Black belly, I bought a bitch, you know my pockets fat
More money to gain, Double-M on my chain
I just redid the deal, another 20 and change
I step where I please, broke nigga freeze
Cartier bracelet, them Swisher Sweets in my jeans

These bitches love Sosa
O End or no end
Fucking with them O boys
You gon' get fucked over
Rari's and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra
Now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
We GBE dope boys
We got lots of dough boy

Still in all gold just like Mr. T
Rollin' up that Swisher Sweet
Box Chevy with Diamond seats
Ridin' to this Diamond D
Diamonds in my pinky ring
Middle finger to you hatin' niggas
That hate to see a nigga do his thing
But I'm doin' me, a million last year
Even after doin' that Music Matters tour for free
Now all I hear is "this year is me"
And I told Ross if it ain't
I'mma clique on and run down on you rappers
And your weak rhymes, I lost struggle because I kept grindin'
Man, speak honest – these weak niggas can't compete
I'mma be honest, I'm being modest
Freshest nigga, come check the closets
World tour and them checks deposit
New whips with no mileage, new cribs by cold harbors
Bury money in my back yard while you niggas goin' back and forth

These bitches love Sosa
O End or no end
Fucking with them O boys
You gon' get fucked over
Rari's and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra
Now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
We GBE dope boys
We got lots of dough boy

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, both Stalley and Rick Ross assert their unwavering desire to succeed and reach the hundred-million-dollar mark. Stalley boasts about his materialistic possessions, namely his Forges, which he calls his "skaters". He warns against getting caught up in tricky situations with the wrong people and emphasizes the importance of self-reliance by avoiding asking for favors. Stalley declares that he's made a killing with his gang, as they count their first million, and talks about the paranoia that comes with wealth, as snitches can threaten everything you've built. Rick Ross takes the lead in the chorus, where he talks about how these women love Chief Sosa and how anyone who messes with his gang will ultimately get what's coming to them.


Furthermore, in his verse, Rick Ross highlights his own successes, mentioning the music matters tour and how he still managed to make a million dollars, proving that he's on top of the game. He continues to assert his dominance, calling out weak rappers and detailing his lavish lifestyle of world tours, new whips, and new cribs. The chorus is repeated, emphasizing the idea that Chief Sosa is the one that these women are after, and anyone who wants to mess with his crew is going to suffer the consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

We'll never stop, nigga, never
We will continue to work and progress without faltering, no matter what the obstacles are.


I'm hittin' that hundred-mil mark on these niggas in the next two years, nigga
I'm aiming to make a hundred million dollars in the upcoming two years and surpass my competitors.


I say, I'm ridin' on Forges, call them my skaters
I'm driving luxury Ford cars and refer to them as skaters due to their smooth ride and how effortlessly they glide on the road.


You know them bodies is sticky, you can't get caught up in capers
The police are paying close attention to us; therefore, we must not involve ourselves in any criminal activities.


Niggas are tricky, you can't be askin' for favors
People are deceitful, and we must not ask for any favors which may result in us being taken advantage of by them.


2-2-3 on the lickin', and make your bitch go in labor
Firearms chambering 2-2-3 rounds are being used for robberies which are so intense that it could possibly cause your woman to go into labor.


Niggas hate when you winnin', you wanna kill 'em, I feel ya
Individuals despise it when someone is successful, and it may come to a point where you wish to murder them, and I understand that feeling.


Took the top off the car, bitch I know my face look familiar
The roof of my vehicle is removed, and I am aware that this may result in people recognizing me.


Fuckin' with my lil' gangsters, we makin' a killin'
Partnering with my small team of criminals is enabling us to accumulate a large sum of money.


When you count your first million you never forget the feelin'
The sensation of having counted your initial million dollars is not one you will ever forget.


That when my eyes go to twitchin', palms start to itchin'
When my eyes start to twitch, and my hands feel the need to scratch, it's an indication that something is about to go down.


Niggas be snitchin', that's when my dogs start trippin'
People are becoming informants, and it's causing my associates to behave erratically.


(Rat-tat-tat-tat, Rat-tat-tat-tat)
The sound of gunfire as bullets are being fired.


Black belly, I bought a bitch, you know my pockets fat
I acquired a gorgeous female who is of African descent, and my money is in surplus.


More money to gain, Double-M on my chain
There's a significant amount of money to be earned; therefore, I proudly wear a chain with two M's on it, representing my group.


I just redid the deal, another 20 and change
I've renegotiated the contract terms, and it now pays another twenty million dollars plus some.


I step where I please, broke nigga freeze
I move around wherever I find it convenient, and I demand that any broke individuals remain motionless in my presence.


Cartier bracelet, them Swisher Sweets in my jeans
I adorn a Cartier bracelet on my wrist, and I keep cigars from the brand Swisher Sweet in my pants pocket.


These bitches love Sosa
Women are infatuated with Chief Sosa, and they express it openly.


O End or no end
Without a definite conclusion, the intense-like adoration for Chief Sosa will continue indefinitely.


Fucking with them O boys
Interacting with the O boys, even if it's non-sexual, is a risky move.


You gon' get fucked over
You'll wind up being deceived and betrayed if you associate with the O boys.


Rari's and Rovers
The cars Ferrari and Range Rover are being driven.


These hoes love Chief Sosa
Women are highly intrigued by Chief Sosa and his activities.


Hit him with that cobra
Chief Sosa intends to use his power and influence against his enemies.


Now that boy slumped over
The boy in question fell and is now unconscious due to Chief Sosa's display of power.


They do it all for Sosa
People will perform any task for Chief Sosa in the hopes of acquiring his favor.


You boys ain't making no noise
People are not creating any significant impact in comparison to Chief Sosa.


Ya'll know I'm a grown boy
Everyone is aware that I am no child and serve as an example of adulthood.


Your clique full of broke boys
Your group has many members who lack sufficient funds.


God ya'll some broke boys
Ironically, the statement above seems to make it clear that they are producing content about other people supposedly lacking money when they are, in fact, the financially challenged ones.


We GBE dope boys
We are members of the GBE gang and make significant amounts of money selling drugs.


We got lots of dough boy
Our group has a surplus of funds, and we continuously accumulate more of it.


Still in all gold just like Mr. T
I still adorn gold accessories, just like Mr. T from the A-Team TV series.


Rollin' up that Swisher Sweet
I am currently making a cigar filled with material from the Swisher Sweet brand.


Box Chevy with Diamond seats
My Chevy model vehicle has seats with diamond-shaped designs.


Ridin' to this Diamond D
I'm currently listening to music created by the artist Diamond D while driving.


Diamonds in my pinky ring
There is a significant amount of diamonds in the ring worn on my pinky finger.


Middle finger to you hatin' niggas
I use my middle finger to convey my disrespect to individuals who despise me.


That hate to see a nigga do his thing
People who dislike my success make me feel uneasy and agitated.


But I'm doin' me, a million last year
Despite the negativity from outsiders, I continue to be myself, and last year, I earned one million dollars.


Even after doin' that Music Matters tour for free
Despite not being paid, I still went on the Music Matters tour to demonstrate my talent.


Now all I hear is "this year is me"
People are acknowledging my success more frequently recently, and observing how well I'm doing.


And I told Ross if it ain't
I informed Rick Ross that if the upcoming year isn't particularly successful, I would have no choice but to take action.


I'mma clique on and run down on you rappers
I would bring my associates with me, and we would engage in a pursuit to locate and confront other rappers.


And your weak rhymes
We would confront these other rappers, particularly because we find their music to be lacking in capabilities.


I lost struggle because I kept grindin'
I eventually had positive results because I persevered despite challenges and kept working hard.


Man, speak honest – these weak niggas can't compete
Be honest- other rappers are not at my level, and they are not able to engage in a competition with me.


I'mma be honest, I'm being modest
I will be frank, I am not bragging, and I am underselling my talents.


Freshest nigga, come check the closets
I am currently the best-looking male, and I challenge anyone to compare closets with me.


World tour and them checks deposit
I have embarked on a world tour and have deposited a significant amount of money in my accounts.


New whips with no mileage, new cribs by cold harbors
I have recently acquired new cars even without driving them, and I now own homes near cold harbors.


Bury money in my back yard while you niggas goin' back and forth
I am always progressing and collecting funds while other rappers argue and bicker amongst themselves.




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That old school in the beginning, made this that much more official.... 🚩🏁🚙💨💨💨💨💨

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Linda Solomon

Ikr same thing I said

Rene Garcia

The chevy burning off then the beat coming in is the fucking truth

RickkNoMorty ACS

Came back 9yrs later just cause that part was in my head 😂

jung jung

@RickkNoMorty ACS 13 days after u wrote that, i got same shit in my head 😂😂😂😂

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