Boss Don

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah Boss Don Gain Greene bitch Million Dollar Baby Yeah Got you niggas scared as shit Running round with your tails up your asses Fucking maggots Let's go Let's talk to the game baby [Verse 1] Damn you Bring me a fifth of Grand Cru Got a head shot, neck shot, chest shot Got a leg shot And they tell me I'm the next Pac Next stop Meet me where the players play Made a K a day Even when under pressure I can hit the fadeaway I can lift your fade with the waves away Nigga pay to play And I'm pimping in a major way Drink the Hennessy when I'm stressed out Dear lord rip your beard off Cherry Danish and a Bear Claw I'm a rare horse I'm the rare force Behind this nigga y'all considered a G Ask him when's the last time he did a DVD in the hood No fear It been least about a year Since he come thru Showed a lil love Got his lil homies right Chilled and blow a lil dub You don't check your step moms she still there Slipping on the fourth floor We cluttering up the halls more More dice games and graffiti we Leave your body laying where the meter be Trucks carry heatery Niggas starting thieving me Oww [Interlude] Yeah You stealing my shit You and your boy Milly vanilly ass nigga Fucking boy ass nigga Oh yeah I'm talking to you baby Yeah It's Gain Greene now nigga Fuck you gon do without the boy huh? I do this shit forreal lemme play, lemme play it again [Verse 2] It ain't a nigga out That's nicer than the Biggavell' Quick to hit the L Make you buy it like a pistol sale I could flip the scale Make it look big even though it's not Haters wouldn't like it even though they know its hot Even though know I rock Shit is so insane Send them in your men brain Get him for his big chain I'm the big game Ain't I got thick dames Get brains Ain't shit change Tryna finish niggas off when I shoot the clip Lose the roof and shit And my nigga I could prove the shit I could loop your bitch Make her come do anything I want She just finished sucking dick I can't let her roll a blunt I can't let her open up Baby girl fix the team Why don't you put your clothes on Gurgle with some Listerine (Gurgle) I did the beam 750 man Level looking spiffy man Baby just come get me damn [Outro] Come and get my baby I'm here Boss don baby Fuck with you boy frontline, OWWW Y'all niggas can't fuck with it Tryna sound like me Tryna be like me Tryna sound all sexy and shit on your hooks and waves Yeah That's all the Biggavell' that's all me Them big glittery belts that's all me I'm so wavy Ay nigga Fuck with your boy man You know i used to write that shit [Laughs]