Lyrics:
to boss up
Get my life on track
Now a Nigga spitting bars
On a icy track
Yea I jumped off
And I might come back
I said my grace
I paved my way
I faced my
Baby, I know it get crazy
Yeah
Baby, I know it get crazy
Yeah
Baby, I know it get crazy
Curtains in my car, got stars on my roof
I boss out of space, I
bauen und es dann nochmal genauso tun
Ich bin ein Boss, Bitch, ich bin ein Baby, Bitch, kam auf die Welt und war sauber, Bro
Ich wurd geboren, mein
et méchant
Bête et méchant, bête et méchant, bête et méchant
Bête et méchant
Bête et méchant
Bête et méchant
J'ai compris pourquoi pas quand mon boss
lee chin lee chin lee chin
Free world boss can’t chain a goat
If anuh de la rue mi not taking notes
And the guns them load like slavery boat
And gyal
l'fuck?
L'underground remplit ni les poches, ni le bide des gosses
Sur la vie de mes proches, quand on veut être un boss on s'inspire des boss
Les
Hedges
I boss up like Mr.Miller
And I keep rollin like wheels
But shoutout to Jaleel
Cuz I live my life like
I'll keep runnin' & runnin'
I'm On sum DC
tú tienes el toque (papo)
Dile' que no miren, que no jodan, que no toquen
Que no me provoquen, que soy jefe, que no se coloquen (boss)
DTS , te
Lex truck up and down the block
Cheddar knots, ice rocks, hands get frost bite
Shopping sprees to Loisviller after just one night
Nothing nice, boss
you hatin' for
Pussy, yeah, you pay for it, grindin' with my skateboard
This dick, she got a taste for it, the boss, I don't take orders
Hunnids, I
Fizeram-nos sair do fundo do poço
Por isso eu no palco dou tudo o que posso
Ao lado dos meus bros, meus bloods, young boss, young thugs
Tenho bus, tu tens
need me a lowkey ain't no vixen
I know you a freak don't act like your innocent
Bro finally back we can finally win again
You talk to the boss I ain't no
meetings,
Label Boss Stoned, versprich mir die nächste Millionen,
behalte fuffie Haze sich gelohnt , Kapitalaismus die Definition,
oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh oh oh
another son
Went to the range and I got me another gun
If you run down, you goin' down
We don't go for nun'
Bitch I'm a boss, I'm a God
I'm the only one
Why
got the bands and bunda
Straight cash grow like a floribunda (cash)
Easy
See no week end get it weekly (boss)
If you 'round me you can't move greedy
life algorithms - middle men with motives hidden - that taught me what my position is - in this biz - boss nigga, cut the shit
Keep it straight
White Dreams
Handy schweigt nie (nie), wir sind busy (brrr)
Ey, Cali kommt per Post (ah)
Boxershorts von BOSS
Jogger von Lacoste (yes, Baby)
Meine
how I boss up, and leave his ass sick
Cause this pussy too good, to ever be a niggas dummy (Brah!)
So the for the way that I play you niggas
And the you
real talk
I be doing shit your pops ain't doing, I'm a real boss
You gotta fake social life, how you not feeling like a fraud
Shady shit, you had to hit
the studio and she giving me head scheming trying to get some of this bread
Metalgreymon ima bust supernova shots I don't need any lead
Whoa I'm the boss I
speaker
Imma big stepper
Homie boss up you not on my level
Since a bi*h left been doing way better
Getting that bag, that cheese, that cheddar
Back
mine today
Complexion solid demeanour valid
She Caesar salad she got her own sauce
Baby is her own boss
Been through some shit took her losses she know
what?)
I own this shit, I am big boss like it's a restaurant (Oh, word?)
These dirty bitches in mah business, ain't no restaurant (Dirty bitch)
I-I I am so
that will suffice
Yeah the price is right
You your own boss for the night
The sun coming up so we huggin on up
This is love
This is what
We all grew
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