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damjonboi - we bosses lyrics

[intro]
(jose the plug)
what up, g? hm

[verse 1]
lost some n+ggas that i really love, so i’m heartless
paranoid, clutchin’ on this fin while i’m parkin’
whole squad gettin’ to that green, we the spartans
switch hands, hit him with my left like i’m harden
i can tell them n+ggas broke as h+ll by how they talkin’
hit a b+tch with the perc d+ck, now she stalkin’
havin’ flashbacks, seein’ my brother in that coffin
double cup at a label meetin’, this ain’t coffee
i’m in back of the foreign with a foreign, we bosses
the winnin’ ain’t what really turned me up, it was the losses (sh+t)
ran the game two years straight, i was exhausted
b+tches really out here settin’ plays, so be cautious
man, n+ggas better stop playin’ with squad or we gon’ chalk ’em
they say jonboi back up in his bag and he talkin’
i told fetty we was up next, look at us now, bro
took her out that small apartment, put her in a condo

[chorus]
i’m in back of the foreign with a foreign, we bosses
the winnin’ ain’t what really turned me up, it was the losses
i ran this motherf+cker for a minute, i’m exhausted
and these hoes out here settin’ plays, so be cautious
hm, b+tch, we bosses (bosses)
yeah, we bosses
i ran this motherf+cker for a minute, i’m exhausted
and these hoes out here settin’ plays, so be cautious
[verse 2]
fans asked me where the f+ck i’ve been? i’ve been gettin’ pape’
f+ck her at the room, then go home, we don’t go on dates
knock a n+gga noodles on his shoes, i won’t leave a trace
them d+ck suckers caught me at the light, i took ’em on a chase
hm, now watch me do the race
i don’t like the way them n+ggas lookin’, shoot him in his face
real 7 mile sh+t, right now i’m on the 8
i heard dog dropped a kit, but his sh+t was fake
i heard that b+tch can’t f+ck, but the head was great
motherf+cker wrote a statement on me, now i’m fightin’ a case
d+mn, put your family on
redbone pulled up in my hood with no panties on
i dare the n+gga drop another diss, we gon’ send him home
i dare the n+gga say some cap sh+t like i ain’t put him on
don’t call my main line talkin’ numbers, call the minute phone
n+gga throw a shot at beezy, so it’s really on

- damjonboi lyrics

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