Lyrics:
nobody replace
(No)
'Imma young boss
Got a bad bitch and she boss
Pussy nigga thought
Move back shorty this shit cost
'Imma OG
See me now he gotta nose
homicide, gang made 'em chose (haha)
Big G Herbo, I'm the boss-boss, I make big moves (yeah)
It don't matter, take the cost off, it get sent through
He got
They want some food up off my Plate
Gone for a minute
Had to hit the 2 n 1
Bitch ima savage
Like my name was 21
Do this shit for real
I dont do this shit
a triple OG boss player, my oupa
Who told me fuck Steve Hofmeyr
Kom kuier like the magazine
We can have cuisine
Bounce on my trampoline
And shake it like
see this every day
The more that they hate
The more imma show
The longer they wait
The hunger they grow
The more that I bae
The more imma stroke
Verse
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
hard for the past few minutes
I think it’s time to end Jar’s mocratic state
It’s so close no matter how far, the state I hate
Peace sells, and I ain’t
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa
(Past 2 years)
Lost a few (Lost a few)
Gotta shed a few tears (Shed a few tears)
All I know, I lead by example (Lead by example)
Every now and then (Every
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
right now
Sit damn baby girl cuz I've been feeling you
This would just take like a minute or two
I can't believe you was into me baby
I'm still thinking
A whole lot of haters out there it seem
But I flip 'em all off and keep doin my thing
I'm a boss about, when I Inglewood swing
Rocked out from my ear down
can guarantee you a lost
The homie 'Pac told me "I can guarantee you a boss"
And it was in for a brief minute, far as my life
Since he disappeared, I
with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red bottoms baboon
We
me that she two on, ha, that's cute we a few on
I could show you what to do in this bitch
Take the addy with the water pop two and then sip
Me, you
the night
Now we throwing Molotovs in this holocaust
And I know they hate to hear me screaming, 'I'm a Boss!
Time to take a stand and save our future
Like we
shit
Ever been sick and tied n shit
Working real hard to get by and shit
Cop a 3.5 for 25 n shit
Just to roll up and get ass shit
2nd Verse
Lately
2 gone
We gettin straight money
We gettin straight to the money
We getting straight to the money
We getting straight to the money
Written By
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown
the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town
If
you
I get geeked off a Sprite that got no mud up in it
My verses and hooks take ‘bout 35 minutes
Multiply it by ten till you get the backends
Don’t do
I'm Liberace (boss)
How many of you niggas really been a papi? (Oh yeah)
So callate la boca, baby (huh)
See gordito with some refugees off the coast
Hmm-mmm
Haha
Miss my nigga Juice, I ain't livin' right
Niggas, they gon' hate whatever I do, still ain't did it right
I remember pourin' up a deuce,
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