Bossn’

Lyrics

[Verse] (Yo!) Coming in bossing Bitch, I stay flossing Flyer than an ostrich And I'm hotter than an arson Hard as Steve Austin And I'm bigger than a thin Break a couple records And then scratch a couple vinyls Hell if I know? I only care about my riches Quotas and percentages To level up these digits Money Ain't it so funny? What a concept? How we turn a green piece of paper to a concept? Don't get it twisted, I love the bread and dough So I can come in looking fresh to death from head to toe Eskimos, I'm colder than that, no holding me back I overload and froze your kneecaps, you notice me as The motherfucking CEO, so free the bros so they don't decompose They label black hustlers criminals, tell em "each, his own" Coke white beamer with seats dark as the reaper I'm throwing stacks like I'm Jeter into the palace like Ceaser Now "pizza, pizza", save the crust and peta, earn my stripes like zebras Money long as Nia, running up the check like Nike-printed cheetahs Ooh, I need a breather, I'mma pass out It's dope, boy, like Ice Cube, I'mma cash out Open up my window, tell my neighbors I need cash now I'm going Molly Brazy, hanging out with Kash Doll, ass out Give me my loot, give me the scoop, I'm what's the next move I'm big papa money, I'll son you niggas like a test tube Then X you out the equation, I'm infiltrating Move inside, this be the world domination I'm breaking banks and cracking Vinci codes And all them dollars, tell 'em, give me those If they running short, then I'mma hit 'em with the semi, cause The bigger the money, the bigger the problems But we ain't worried 'bout 'em cause we getting these dollars I said the bigger the money, the bigger the problems And I ain't worried 'bout 'em cause I'm getting these dollars, my nigga