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caine benito - boss like frank lyrics

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(chorus)

i’ll make a n+gga run like dmc, he think it’s sweet tell em walk this way

sometimes you gotta up the strap to make him cough up pape

he was bout to die, it’s ironic how he caught a case

i’m mitch making money, dodging ricos and they crossed my ace

i thought i had to front my n+gga 1, he bought like 8

ain’t f+ckin wit ky if it’s worth it ima cross the states

rappin’ bout bowls, you don’t even know the cost of plates

she use to n+ggas who be working phones, im a boss like frank

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(verse 1)

i worked a 9 to 5 but at 5 i got off to crank
they tried to hit us with the old tricks i still lost the jakes
if they try me at this traffic stop, it’s getting tossеd to bae
dwight dead, stevе went fed them n+ggas taught me game
he had pulaski county on fire, getting paid
unc hit campbell county and got bagged they both in that cage
i rap and i trap, i be still down to hit the stain
hard body ford tough type n+gga authentic made
(when a canik blast)
(close range, n+ggas vanish fast)
(perfected craft, sk!ll sharp like shannon ass)
(extended mag)
(with the beam & a camera flash)
(yo p+ssy ass)
(i’ll make you go and grab some sandwich bags)
(chorus)

i’ll make a n+gga run like dmc, he think it’s sweet tell em walk this way

sometimes you gotta up the strap to make him cough up pape

he was bout to die, it’s ironic how he caught a case

i’m mitch making money, dodging ricos and they crossed my ace

i thought i had to front my n+gga 1, he bought like 8

ain’t f+ckin wit ky if it’s worth it ima cross the states

rappin’ bout bowls, you don’t even know the cost of plates

she use to n+ggas who be working phones, im a boss like frank

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(verse 2)

let’s take it back to like 2012, i was a sh+t starter
i seen the toughest n+gga die first, i had to get smarter
moving in silence, a quick bite will make you quit barking
see this was way back, like when my grandma stayed on glen parker
i use to slice the ground with pocketknives to make the tip sharper
in 4th grade, my favorite teacher i love miss harper
i ain’t have no cheese, by 13 became a big barter
i’ll trade you this for this and this, that’s how u get started
(when black folks ain’t have no money we use to trade for things n+gga i feel like melvin n+gga i’ll punch on you and f+ck yo mama n+gga)

(yeah)
(this b+tch bang)

(yeah!)
(d+mn)

(yeah n+gga)
(long live duce n+gga)

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(chorus)

i’ll make a n+gga run like dmc, he think it’s sweet tell em walk this way

sometimes you gotta up the strap to make him cough up pape

he was bout to die, it’s ironic how he caught a case

i’m mitch making money, dodging ricos and they crossed my ace

i thought i had to front my n+gga 1, he bought like 8

ain’t f+ckin wit ky if it’s worth it ima cross the states
rappin’ bout bowls, you don’t even know the cost of plates

she use to n+ggas who be working phones, im a boss like frank



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