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Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the Boss remix
Meek
go!

I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West right inside of my
Beemer 760i, try me let off sixty
Again we got the city hidin', like it 'posed to be
Hoes who not got no business standin' close to me
So cold, a ferocious G, niggas ain't as as me
your fuckin' business, watch your mouth when you approachin' me
I fuck with hoes who fuck hoes, do pills and powder socially
I like 'em, I don't love 'em though, cold emotionally
Had me where the ocean is, ridin' in a ghost
Slap you with a lot of spit she swallow all of it
Call the shots, run the shit, on some big money
Serious 'bout my all these cowards on that funny shit
Rappin' a bunch of shit
And you ain't done it yet
You the one they at
How I'm 'posed to that
You all talk dawg, flaw and I ain't havin' of that
I'm big dawg floss all day, and run it back

Bitch I'm a (huh)
Bitch, I'm a (I'm a boss)
Bitch, I'm a (I'm a boss)
I plan the (huh)
I the calls (huh)
We in this
It's down
Yeah, I'm the
Now where my crown?

boss, she a boss
He care what it cost
You buy that motherfucker and you throw that shit on
You poppin' them tags
We just throw it in
And we hit the fucking block, we be droppin' them rags

Started with a dollar, it to an M
Used to ride Impala, it to a Benz
Niggas to hate me, turn into my friends
You should see how people treat you when money coming in
Bad bitches cause I'm ballin'
And these niggas hatin' on me cause starvin'
And I'm parkin' Aston where they walkin'
These niggas important
They informants really talkin' when people get to honkin'
I'm a boss really, or Al Pacino
Hundred racks on his Rollie, he light up a casino
Niggas really be fraudin', keep it a C note
Got shooters down in Miami, they throw it Dan Marino

Huh

Had a couple seizures, 'em minor setbacks
Everybody prayin' for me, I that
Woke up in the hospital, where my at
Then I put eight chains where my at
Hoppin' in the Ghost, I I'm best at
Worth M's, I respect that
I put all my on just to bone your chick
You know the boss well known for leavin'
We makin' money, may it
When the work clean, cut it like it's carrot
D-boys the way I narrate
I still whip it it's Anna Mae
Momma had a Cavalier
Now she livin' a Cleveland Cavalier
Better check the stats, we fillin'
And I got the gats, Gilbert

Bitch, I'm a (I'm a boss)
Bitch, I'm a (I'm a boss)
I the shots (huh)
I the calls (huh)
We in bitch
goin' down
Yeah, I'm the
Now where my crown?

If you a boss, you a
Seven five, seven on her
Spend thirteen hours on it
757 with the on it
We about thirteen hours on it

Look, I be on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick
I just fucked a Avatar, now I got a blue
Money talks, bullshit if the shoe fit
You pushin' up daisies, daffodils,
I'm in my zone, I'm Angie
I point the pistol at you like a phone
I'm Young Money, Cash Money, I'm not
Boy I'm tryna get money, money like Mark
If she don't respect me, she gon' respect dick
The is a asshole and we the next big shit
Damn right I gang bang, tell 'em up slime
Fuck, I had to say one time, get it

When I came up in this bitch I was shinin' summer
Took the thing, the young nigga doin' numbers
two nines bitch, iced out stuntin'
Candy on the ave, candy on the
Hundred G's nigga, Cash Money
mill nigga, how we flipped it off the ave
Blood rich gang, you we filthy nigga
The money do swing, behind a killin'
Catch me uptown it down
Movin' all around, new fleets with my
another town, puttin' it all down
Pop a bottles bitch, we wear the crown

Bitch I'm a (huh)
Bitch, I'm a (I'm a boss)
Bitch, I'm a (I'm a boss)
I the shots (huh)
I call the (huh)
We in bitch
It's goin'
Yeah, I'm the
Now where my crown?

If you a boss, you a
Seven five, showers on her
about thirteen hours on it
757 with the on it
We spent about thirteen on it

MMG, huh