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Woo! Woo! M-M-Maybach Music Look, I be ridin' through my old hood, but I'm in my new whip (Yes sir) Same old attitude, but I'm on that new shit (Yeah) They say they gon' rob me, see me, never do shit (Never) 'Cause they know that's the reason they gon' end up on a news clip (Murder) Audemar on my wrist, bust down (Bling) We poppin' bottles like I scored the winnin' touchdown (Score) 'Member me dead broke? (Broke) Look at me up now (Up) I run my city from 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 a hundred thousand 'fore my album got dropped And I'm only 23, I'm the shit, now, look at me Look at me, I'm a boss like my nigga Rozay Shorty asked me for a check, I told that bitch like no way (No way) 'Cause I made it from the bottom, it was never no way And I never had a job, you know I had to sell yay Bitch, I'm a boss (I'm a boss) I call the shots (Call the shots) I'm with the murder team (Murder team) call the cops (Call the cops) We in the building (We in the building) y'all are not (Y'all are not) You short on the paper, you gon' ball or not? Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Huh!) We in this bitch, it's goin' down Yeah I'm the king, now where my muh'fuckin' crown? (Huh!) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Yeah) Hey! Got so many shades, they thought I had a lazy eye (Huh) Shorty rode me smooth as my Mercedes ride (Huh) No love, cry when only babies die And when I go, that casket better cost a hundred thou' I pray to God I look my killer in his eyes Snatch his soul out his shirt, let's take him for that ride (For that ride) OG is one who standin' on his own feet A boss is one who guarantee we gon' eat (Huh) Fuck a blog, dawg, 'cause one day we gon' meet (Gon' meet) I'ma spaz on yo ass like I'm Monique Or a double stack, bet a nigga double that Jerry Jones money, nigga, you a running back (You a running back) Herschel Walker (What?) Bo Jack (Hah) Ricky Watters, better run that dope back (Dope back) Boss, and I put that on my Maybach (Maybach) Four hundred thou', bitch, you wish you saved that Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Huh!) We in this bitch, it's goin' down Yeah I'm the king, now where my muh'fuckin' crown? (Huh!) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Yeah) Hey! Couple cars I don't never drive, bikes I don't never ride (Nah) Crib I ain't never been (No), pool I don't never swim (Never) Fool, you ain't better than (Nah), I move like the president (Yeah) Ery'thang black-on-black, you know I be strappin' that Rattin' ass niggas walkin' 'round wearin' wires Fuckin' up the game, got the hood on fire (It's hot) Bitch I'm a king (King) call me sire If you say I don't run my city, you a muh'fuckin liar I'm a boss, you a fraud You cross the line, I get you murdered for a cost (Murder) Out in Vegas (Out in Vegas) I took a loss (Took a loss) At the fight, we watchin' Floyd, we on the floor (We on the floor) Yeah, scared money don't make no money If I ever go broke, I'ma take yo money I ain't never dropped a dime, you ain't take none from me In the hood err'day, bitch, I'm good, what I say? Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Huh!) We in this bitch, it's goin' down Yeah, I'm the king, now where my muh'fuckin' crown? (Huh!) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Yeah) Hey! M-M-Maybach Music
Writer(s): Robert Rihmeek Williams, Orlando Jahlil Tucker, William Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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