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Bosses Speak
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Hip-Hop
Bosses Speak was released on October 11, 2007 by Big Cat as a part of the album Trap-A-Thon
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Release DateOctober 11, 2007
LabelBig Cat
LanguageEnglish
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Davis
R. Davis
Composer

Lyrics

What's up, my dude? Shit
What's up, man? What's goin' on?
Ain't shit, man, chillin', man (Aight)
Everything lovely, man, what's goin' on?
Nothin' too much, sittin' here runnin' over these numbers, man
Word? How things lookin'?
Boy, it's lookin' real sweet, bruh (Yeah?)
We done sold like half a million records on Gucci Mane, man
Word? Okay, okay
It's lookin' real good
What the digital lookin' like?
Man, look, the digital, we already at
About seven-hundred-fifty thousand
How 'bout ringtones?
Ringtones, we at about two-hundred-fifty thousand (Yeah?)
Let me back up
We sold this **** to Atlantic for eight-hundred thousand
Shit, eight-hundred thousand, ****?
Just to sign this ****
We sold the **** for eight-hundred thousand
You know, we still eatin' off them other two albums they gotta put out
And don't forget 'bout that fuckin' advance
They gotta give up on the second album, dawg
Yeah, that's another two-hundred-fifty thousand
Yeah, we need that
We ain't lettin' these crackers get away with nothin'
We got a issue, man
This **** 'round here puttin' out diss records on the label
And talkin' shit about me, man
Man, don't even worry 'bout that
**** called me a snitch, dawg
What kind of shit is that?
What?
I'm from the motherfuckin' streets, man
Man, you already know, man
Talkin' 'bout he fucked my motherfuckin' bitch, ****
You know how much I love my motherfuckin' girl, ****
Man, look, look at these numbers
See these numbers?
Now we cakin' off
You gotta look at what we doin'
Yeah, you right, dawg
We makin' a lot of money off of this ****, man
That's the only thing savin' this motherfuckin' ****, dawg
If not, these goons ready to take this **** head off, man
Don't even worry 'bout that, my dawg
Matter of fact, go buy you a new whip
Nah, I got a better idea
I'ma buy my bitch a new car on Gucci
Mane expense, my ****, straight up
On Gucci, on Gucci Mane? 'Preciate it
Yeah, dawg, don't even worry 'bout that
And, Ty talkin' 'bout he tryna give us
Seven-hundred thousand for some old shit
Old shit? ****, I ain't fuckin' with them crackers in New York
We puttin' out all this shit independent
Homes, you know what I'm sayin'?
That's how we eatin' right now
Independent, we don't get mad, we get money
That's the motto, baby
Aight
That's what's up
Aight, but hey
If them **** try to come talk to you behind
My back about, you know what I'm sayin'?
Clippin' this ****
Mm
Just tell 'em chill, you know what I'm sayin'?
Cool
You know?
Somethin' happen to this fuck ****
Everybody gon' start lookin' at us
'Cause we beefin' right now
Goons on pause
Alright, my ****, that's what's up
Aight
Written by: R. Davis
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