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the realest, you really the illest
You wanna be loved, wanna be loved, it's been a minute (uh)

Couple months go by, she don't need shit 
Lil' baby on her

The Recipe

Dr. Dre

The Recipe

2012

That it's eighty-two degrees and my top peeled off

You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York

nothing that cant be resolved in a 20 minute convo
Niggas talk about the boss but i already been the boss though
Niggas know i drink liquid Gold maybe it

white bitches by the flock
She wanna gimmie top 'til I POP
Never gave a fuck about a cop
Ghetto Boy they don't wanna see me POP
I got white bitches by

That's me on the road to be boss one day
Never been a don, but that's us one day
Ima go and bet it all, until it some day pays
Man I'm tired of being

workout, only two minute songs
Same size as your career with a TV show
Bitch shit talkin' me, sayin' I need God
It's dog
I'm flyer than a plane with fifty

to getting better by the day
At night I be staying up how to get better
I'm hard on myself I should prolly take a break but I can't take a break
I think I

yeah

In here I go, I ain't walked in a minute
Fully in charge, I'm the boss of the business
And it's a problem, ain't callin' nobody
The hitters is

Nitty came to spit it and
Kick it like Kung-fu
See I could off your whole catalog with a 1-2
Pop, dumb lyrical puns with a fun crew
You better step

dude, do it
Do it

Nitty came to spit it and
Kick it like Kung Fu
See, I could off your whole
Catalog with a one-two
Pop dumb lyrical puns with a fun crew

they would smell me up
In Wells after delivering fish
Everyday same jam, Kyle, Jim and Dan
Years 'til we're finished
Fixated on that minute hand
Never

We can't hide the money here 
We need a bigger room

[Chorus: x2]
My phone is tapped and so is my living room
We can't hide the money here
We

Bad bitch, I could be your fantasy (ayy, ayy)

Tell me how you want it? (Huh?)
3, 2, 1, and I'm on it (on it)
Feel good, don't it? (Don't it)
Hood

like erryday
Ho, I'm the boss, you know I'm the man
I wake up, I feel that like erryday
Living life fast, flipping that cash
Yeah we be on that shit

Southern Gangsta

Ludacris

Theater of the Mind

2008

[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"

they know that they aint blown shit
Big boss, they hate to see me on that grown shit
Talking bad on me, when you need it I can't loan shit
Fucking right,

a coal mine for his dinner nap
Had thirty minutes to rest before the bell
The mine boss hollered, "Get up, whoever you are, and get a pick axe
Give me

Who's Real

Swizz Beatz

The Last Kiss [Clean]

2009

The love overpowers the hate by twos

All they left was the yellow tape in his shoes
It's real when the funeral wait to make the news
Load the tre pound

Breakin' Old Habits

Scarface

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

already kno' what 
It is man, its a bad boy thang man, 
Grand hustle collaboration, 
Y'all already know man, 
Boss hog was happenin' (hey) 
A town

with my old tings, but it's over
I got a four-door Lamb' and a Rover
On a tour bus with a soldier
With a Trey Deuce in the holder
Never had a boss

Keep It Trill

King Trill

Keep It Trill

2013

don't want beef
Money, Power, Respect
Still the words that I live by
You violate
They'll be the same words that you get killed by
A hustler
Stay

line and even
Mixed and mastered
This shit
I ain’t hate the business
I just hate the game
I see all these players
Pop up for their 15 minute fame
Then

Pick a side better be me that you choose
Going for one I can't settle for two
Different breed I know that I'm from the zoo
Gone for a minute I'm making

the breeze for a minute
But I'm huntin' ops now with a 50 drum
Sparkin' the sticks and we be gettin' ignant
I feel like a boss now
I'm pushin' my numbers
Lil'