Lyrics:
you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're round me
Girl, when you come around me
Time to keep it 100, I'm a boss chick but he run it
No Michael Kors just
'cause (Get high)
Shorty pissed I pulled off in the whip and drive
'Sposed the hit the job, but (I get high)
Told my boss I quit 'cause I'm a boss
say it's perfect timing so ah nigga broke off da leash (da leash)
Think u more boss than me ;then u must be geeked; Kapeash (mmm)
My success steady
I don't know the cost
I don't got no boss
Lost up in the sauce
Diamonds drip like Voss
Catch me before I'm gone
We don't take no loss
Pull up with
be glad just to be sad thinkin' of you.
Some others I've seen might never be mean
Might never be cross or try to be boss,
But they wouldn't do.
I don’t run my mouth I let the money talk
Big boss noff bullshit walk
Too many bitches on me had to cut them off
Stickin to the code got them pissed
[Chorus]
Excuse me! I happen to be the boss man
Excuse me! I happen to be the weatherman
Excuse me! I happen to be the ice man
Excuse me! I
up like this
Tell these super lame bitches to boss up like this
Shit deep, they ain't know that I was cut like this
Yeah, all my niggas cut like
Hello sweetpie
I'm really glad you could make it
I think we should get straight to business
Show me what you've got
It's all yours
Yes boss
go walking with a limp Aight,
You a worker I’m a boss what ya life like,
You a worker I’m boss I can tell ya what my life like,
Since a young nigga
VSN made it
Fuck what it cost what it cost
Get you what you want cuz you the boss
Gimme kisses that's all I want
Been through everything girl you
ain't talking About shit nigga
I done did it
Pay the cost to be the boss yea
Now I'm living
Big ass AR
Free the guys
Shoot like scottie Pippen
All I see
be glad just to be sad thinkin' of you.
Some others I've seen might never be mean
Might never be cross or try to be boss,
But they wouldn't do.
Be Ready. I want you to get sexy
7 O'clock Be ready. I want you to get sexy
You got a date wit' a boss tonight
I'ma show you off, that's right
8
Workin' overtime
Just to keep myself from getting sacked
Well I don't like my job
Tell the boss to shove it
I ain't goin' back
Just like
be glad just to be sad thinkin' of you.
Some others I've seen might never be mean
Might never be cross or try to be boss,
But they wouldn't do.
it crackin like skatin on thin ice
Bring the game to you kids like giving you toys right understand I'm nice I'm keepin presidents close boss made type
I get the bands im a star He's not a man he's a fraud She wanna fuck with a boss
Baby i aint trynna break your heart I get the bands im a star He's
Hey, yeah yeah
Yeah you spoiled like a
Took your time now you a
One day I'ma be a
But for now I'll tell my boss
You got a lot of calls
But Ima take
everybody shine, just not me
Who you ever help, nigga? (Who?)
You only 'bout yourself, nigga (facts)
You ain't a boss, you ain't got a trait
You ain't
Black girl, black girl, black girl
I'm a muthafuckin' boss, black girl
I'm a muthafuckin' hot, black girl
Hair thick got a lot, black girl
Black
(E-e-ey)
Drill Boss (drill) İso Ross (Ross)
Ya ya ya (ya ya ya)
İso Ross ha (uh huh)
Drill Boss ha (ya)
Ey e-ey (ey)
Let's go (let's go) ya ya (ya
I’m on Ghost Mode (ghost mode)
On my boss mode (Boss mode) X2
(Whizzsmart)
Igamazi na
Mma nwoke bu di baa
Steady I’m focused on getting the bag
Esi m
Ross... im boss...
Dripping ice blocks... Out sauce...
Chocking on the freaken pap and wors
Roll up the mali... roll up my hair got dreadlocks
Tshela sop...
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