Rick Ross – Here I Am ft. Nelly, Avery Storm

February 3, 2011

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“Here I Am” is a hip-hop track by Rick Ross featuring Nelly and Avery Storm, from Ross’s album “Trilla” (2008). The song boasts Ross’s confident verses about success and luxury, complemented by Nelly’s unique flow and Avery Storm’s melodic chorus. The production blends hip-hop and R&B elements, creating a polished and engaging track that captures Rick Ross Here I Am Lyrics signature style and larger-than-life persona. Check out Rick Ross Here I Am Lyrics and Video here…

Rick Ross Here I Am Lyrics

Rick RossSomethin’ special right hereExcuse the marijuana, just tryna enjoy myselfWe got some gangstas in the house too, c’mon

I gotta bunch of dollars, I can spend them on her (bounce)Now she can be my lady, she can be my loverCall me on the late night, get right, he ain’t actin’ rightEvery superwoman needs a supermanHere I am

Sight seein’We might be in the Quattroporte or the new white BMHome from FAMU with a gorgeous faceNext semester, she transfers to Florida StateCookin’ like Home EC for financial aidI helped her out, she had problems with financial aidRemember? Meantime, our finance is straightI even up the doors to the financial estates (Ross)

She used to fight with her mom‘Til I sat ’em both down, now she tight with her momsYeah, I put the ice on her armNow she know she gettin’ sliced, spendin’ nights in MilanWe still blow weed togetherCheated on her but we still gon’ be togetherPut the house on the water, hit the beach wheneverShe from the north and still can’t believe the weather

I gotta bunch of dollars, I can spend them on herNow she can be my lady, she can be my loverCall me on the late night, get right, he ain’t actin’ rightEvery superwoman needs a supermanHere I am

Here I am, here I goWhy you lookin’ for the others when you got the best?The previous was a test for ya, now ya in the big leagueA black Steinbrenner, who wouldn’t wanna play for me?Ya, last man was a chump, and you can tell ’em I said itHe was talkin’ loud at first, but you can see that he didn’tYou can see I ain’t sweatin’

Hell, I’ll call him up myself and tell him how he can get itNaw, please don’t confuse me missI’m tryna see how I can put you on my Christmas listI hope you ain’t offended by thisBut I think ya ass fine as shitAnd that’s straight up real talk, all bullshit asideShe replied, “I, like to do the wild thing”Actions took place, at my placeNow my place is her place

I gotta bunch of dollars, I can spend them on herNow she can be my lady, she can be my loverCall me on the late night, get right, he ain’t actin’ rightEvery superwoman needs a supermanHere I am

More better, more cheddarKnocked ya man off the clothes line sweaterHoe getter, gorillaFuck chauffeurs, I went and got more killasI rock with niggas like Fabolous‘Cause to tell the truth, life fabulousBut you make it look glamorous‘Cause them strapped heels aren’t for amateurs

Wrist quite rocky, talk like FoxyJob like Roxy, spark that broccoliWalk like Aki, that means sexyI will save you, if you let meFly with me, get high as meA lot of alphabets, girl I’m a GTime will tell, Rolex watchesWe showstoppers, hoes just watch us

I gotta bunch of dollars, I can spend them on herNow she can be my lady, she can be my loverCall me on the late night, get right, he ain’t actin’ rightEvery superwoman needs a supermanHere I am

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