Meek Mill, Rick Ross — Ima Boss
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Look I be riding threw my old hood, but I’m in my new whip
Same old attitude but I’m on that new shit
They say they gone rob me, see me never do shit
Cause they know that’s the reason that’s gone put em on a news clips
Audemar on my wrist
Bust down we popping bottles like I scored the winning touchdown
Memba meek dead broke, look at me up now
I run my city fron south philly back to uptown
Thank god, all these bottles I popped, all this paper I been gettin
All these models I popped, I done sold 100, 000 before my album got drop’d
An I’m only 23 I’m the shit now look at me, look at me
I’m a boss like my nigga rozay, shawty ask’d me for a check
I told that bitch like no way, cause I made it from the bottom it was neva no way
An I neva had a job, u know I had to sell yahhhh
Bitch I’m a boss, I call the shots, I’m with the murder team call the cops
We in the building, u are not, u short on the paper, u gone ball or not…
Bitch, I’m a boss!
Bitch, I’m a boss!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
We in this bitch’
It’s goin’ downn
Yeah, I’m the king
Now where my muf-ckin’ crown?
Bitch, I’m a boss!
Bitch, I’m a boss!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
Got so many shades they thought I had a lazy eye
Shorty rode me smooth as my mercedes ride
No love cry when only babies die
An when I go that casket better cost a hundred thou
I pray ta god I look my killer in his eyes
Snatch his soul up out that shirt let’s take him for that ride
O g is one who standin on his own feet
A boss is one who guarantee we gone eat
Fuck a blog dawg cause one day we gone meet
I’m a spazz on yo ass like I’m on e, or a double stack better nigga double that
Jerry jones money nigga u a running back
Hershall walker, bo jack, ricky waters, better run that dope back
Boss, an I put that on my maybach foe hundred thouu bitch u wish u saved that
Bitch, I’m a boss!
Bitch, I’m a boss!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
We in this bitch’
It’s goin’ downn
Yeah, I’m the king
Now where my muf-ckin’ crown?
Bitch, I’m a boss!
Bitch, I’m a boss!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
Couple cars iont neva drive, bikes iont neva ride
Crib I ain’t neva been, pool iont neva swim
Fool u ain’t better, I move like the president
Err thang black on black u know I be strappn that
Ratt’n ass niggas walkin round wearn wires
Fuckin up the game got the hood on fire
Bitch I’m a king call me sire, if u say I don’t run my city u a muthafucking lier…
I’m a boss, u a fraud u cross the line I get u murdered full cost
Out in vegas I twist them laws, at the fight we watchin floyd we on the floor
Scared money don’t make no money, if I eva go broke I’m a take yo money
I ain’t neva dropped a dime, u ain’t take nun from me
In the hood err day I’m gud wat I say…
Bitch, I’m a boss!
Bitch, I’m a boss!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
We in this bitch’
It’s goin’ downn
Yeah, I’m the king
Now where my muf-ckin’ crown?
Bitch, I’m a boss!
Bitch, I’m a boss!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
