Rick Ross is such an awesome human being and the quintessential "boss" figure. If you want to aspire to anything, aspire to being like Rick Ross. Why? Let me show you
When leaving for a trip it may make sense to pack, oh I don't know, clothes or a toothbrush or maybe a swimsuit depending on the location. But Rick Ross? No, he packs stacks of money and a gun. Boss.
I don't know how you pass your time during a low key afternoon, but Rick Ross and his lady play with their lion cub and let him wrestle with their expensive fur. Boss.
When you first go to Rick Ross' house, your mind is probably reeling with just what treasures you may find. And instead of wasting time to investigate yourself, you just straight up ask Ross what he has to show you.
"LADIES IN BIKINIS WITH THAT CIROC BOTTLE AND MAGAZINE COVERS WITH MY FACE ON EM"
Oh, wow. Okay. Any particular reason why?
"BECAUSE I'M A BOSS"
Riiightt. Now I remember.
The life of a Maybach Music Empire bawse is hard. I can imagine some days it's like, "Ugh, I just want to stay home and watch Judge Judy and not put on my fur, or all 10 of my Jesus pieces, or get chauffeured around the city in my Maybach, or wrestle with baby lion cubs." It can really be exhausting! Luckily Ross shows us that he does take time to relax—by having beautiful women join him for a nice dip in the Jacuzzi, while sipping on some Ciroc cocktails. Yup, definitely Boss.
Drake may wear every single chain even when he's in the house, but Rozay wears every single Versace Loafer. Boss.
"Oh baby hold on I think THIS WHOLE FOX THAT YOU'RE WEARING AS A CASUAL SHOULDER ACCESSORY is falling. Let me just fix that for you."