Bosses & Shooters

Lyrics

[Chorus: Young Dolph] Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters [Verse 1: Jay Fizzle] Cous' ain't gotta introduce me When you see me, nigga, know I'm the shooter Keep it gangsta, young niggas ridin' with me Strapped with Glocks and Uzis These bitches they snakes, they rougish These niggas they fake, they bogus Philly cheese, I'm loaded That's why I keep it loaded My main bitch say it's over I fucked lil' shawty over I dropped her off at work then invited her sister over I'm a dawg, I'm a dawg, I'm a dawg That's how I'm rollin' Fuck lil' shawty good, I got lil' mama payin' homage Ridin' in somethin' foreign with two Dracos on me The car, it go two-hundred so I got to keep two hundreds These niggas out here scared, that's why they steady runnin' Paper Route, we run this, my shooters gettin' money [Chorus: Young Dolph] Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters [Verse 2: Bino Brown] Bino Brown, I'm bossed up Your bitch a dime, she get tossed up My ice cold, frost up I'm Ragu, sauced up They wanna know how I get the pack in No NFL but I'm quarterbackin' Motion picture, I be 'bout the action Go get the money, I'm chasin' Jacksons Fuck boy, tell your bitch get off me I'll star your bucks, I ain't drinkin' coffee I sip the lean, I don't fuck with green Clip long as a movie scene No dressin', I love blue cheese Laced up like shoe strings Smokin' nothin' but gas, nigga I'm sittin' back, this blue dream All my niggas some bosses I went and seen my jeweler 'cause these niggas throwin' some crosses Down with Bino and he pull up in a flyin' saucer I get 'em straight to your front door, but nigga, it's gon' cost ya You know I got to be cautious [Chorus: Young Dolph] Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters [Verse 3: Young Dolph] Circle full of bosses Where my top go? I just lost it Six-thousand dollar outfit, these sneakers ain't even out yet Them niggas talk a lot of bullshit But I swear they ain't even 'bout that Lil' bad bitch in the projects got two-hundred stashed in her closet Nah, I ain't ever popped molly, was too busy tryna cop a 'Rari If I hurt your feelings then I'm sorry Shit, get some head from my lil' college bitch Count my first million, woo Then I count another one, yeah She said she got the super head All my niggas 'bout that bread I don't smoke lemon tree, I guess you can call me a lemon head Don't fuck with these niggas, they cross you Can't fuck with them niggas, they fake All of my niggas they bosses Drinkin' codeine with my steak My home boy said you ballin' too hard, lil' nigga, be safe [Chorus: Young Dolph] Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters