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Keke “Bossy” (Lyrics)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Star Cast
Star Cast
Performer
Keke Palmer
Keke Palmer
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Che Olson
Che Olson
Composer
A-Lex
A-Lex
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Latasha M. Williams
Latasha M. Williams
Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Body cold (frosty) And I'm so (bossy) Ain't I so (saucy) And my clothes (cost me) Life of the party Always get it started Ain't I so (bossy) Ain't I so? I'm independent got my own boo And I can fuck some cash up if I want to Fuck it up, body cold (frosty) And I'm so (bossy) Ain't I so (saucy) And my clothes (cost me) December cold, walk by feel the draft Lil booty's mine, don't need a lot of ass I'm my own boss and I got my own cash I don't need no nigga, only thing I needs a bag Hood and I'm bougie Gucci on my booty Poppin like a toolie You ain't poppin' need to cool it Just cash up with my jeweler Why you stuck here looking stupid Winnin while they losin' Get your nigga cause he choosin Diamonds on me and they dancing just like Chris Pockets heavy got me walking with a limp I'm a fly chick, hop up on and take a trip These Jimmy Choos that's on my feet they cost a grip Body cold (frosty) And I'm so (bossy) Ain't I so (saucy) And my clothes (cost me) Life of the party Always get it started Ain't I so (bossy) Ain't I so? I'm independent got my own boo And I can fuck some cash up if I want to Fuck it up, body cold (frosty) And I'm so (bossy) Ain't I so (saucy) And my clothes (cost me) December cold, walk by feel the draft Lil booty's mine, don't need a lot of ass I'm my own boss and I got my own cash I don't need no nigga, only thing I needs a bag Hood and I'm bougie Gucci on my booty Poppin like a toolie You ain't poppin' need to cool it Just cash up with my jeweler Why you stuck here looking stupid Winnin while they losin' Get your nigga cause he choosin Imma game changer, Imma play maker You a lame major, world class hater I got mad paper, you in bad shape Account with negatives, overdraft paper If you ain't got no car then you can't come Ain't talking about no check that's where you lost You fuck with busted bitches I ain't sorry If I ain't in that bitch it ain't a party Body cold (frosty) And I'm so (bossy) Ain't I so (saucy) And my clothes (cost me) Life of the party Always get it started Ain't I so (bossy) Ain't I so? I'm independent got my own boo And I can fuck some cash up if I want to Fuck it up, body cold (frosty) And I'm so (bossy) Ain't I so (saucy) And my clothes (cost me)
Writer(s): Lauren Palmer, Che Olson, Alexander Lloyd, Latasha Leigh Ann Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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