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meek mill - i'm a boss lyrics

i’m ridin’ dodge, i’m ridin’ by, on the westside which side am i
beemer 760i try me, let off sixty shots
again we got the city hidin’, poppin’ like it ‘posed to be
b-tches who are not ménaging got no business standin’ close to me
so cold, a ferocious g, you n-gg-s ain’t as dope as me
mind your f-ckin’ business, watch your mouth when you approachin’ me
i f-ck with hoes who f-ck with hoes, pills and powder socially
i like em, i ain’t love ‘em though, cold heart emotionally
exactly where the ocean is, ridin in a ghost again
slap you with a lot of spit until she swallow all of it
call the shots, run the sh-t, on some big money sh-t
serious ’bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny sh-t
rappin’ ’bout a bunch of sh-t
and you ain’t even done it yet
you the one they gunnin’ at
how i’m ‘posed to honor that
you all talk dawg, flaw and i ain’t havin’ none of that
i’m big boss dawg floss all day, run it back

b-tch, i’m a boss, b-tch, i’m a boss!
i’ma boss, i’mma boss
i play the shots
i call the calls
we in this b-tch’
it’s goin’ down
yeah, i’m the king
now where my muf-ckin’ crown?

i’ma boss, she a boss
we don’t care what it cost
you just buy that motherf-cker and you throw that motherf-cker on
you keep poppin’ them tags
we just throw it in bags
and then we hit the f-cking block, we be droppin’ them rags

started with a dollar, turn it to an m
used to ride impala, turn it to a benz
b-tches used hate me, turn into my friends
you should see how people treat you when that money coming in
bad b-tches callin’ cause i’m ballin’
and these n-gg-s hatin’ on me cause they starvin’
and i’m parkin’ aston martins where they walkin’
these b-tches ain’t important
they informants really talkin’ when the people get to honkin’
i’m a boss really, nino or al pacino
hundred racks on his rollie, he light up like a casino
n-gg-s really be fraud, i’ma keep it a c-note
got shooters down in miami, they throw it like dan marino

had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks
everybody prayin’ for me, i respect that
woke up in the hospital, where my checks at
then i put eight chains, where my necks at
hoppin’ in the ghost, i feel i’m dead set
worth 40 m’s so respect that
i put all my jewels on just to bone your chick
you know the boss well known for leavin’ bonuses
we makin’ money, may it marinate
when the work clean, cut it like it’s carrot cake
d-boys love the way i narrate
i still whip it like it’s anime
remember momma had a cavalier
now she livin’ like a cleveland cavalier
better check the stats, we fillin’ arenas
and i got the gats, gilbert arena’s

b-tch, i’m a boss, b-tch, i’m a boss!
i’ma boss, i’mma boss
i play the shots
i call the calls
we in this b-tch’
it’s goin’ down
yeah, i’m the king
now where my muf-ckin’ crown?

you a boss, you a boss
seven five, seven showers on her
spend about thirteen hours on it
757 with the showers on it
we spent about thirteen hours on it

look, i be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick
i just f-cked an avatar, now i got a blue d-ck
money talks, bullsh-t walks if the shoe fit
you pushin’ up daisies, daffodils, tulips
i’m in my zone, i’m angie stoned
i point the pistol at you like a camera phone
i’m young money, cash money, i’m not human
i’m tryna get money, money like mark cuban
if she don’t respect me, she gon respect this d-ck
the world is an -sshole and we the next big sh-t
d-mn right i gang bang, tell ’em blood up slime
f-ck, i had to say f-ck one time, get it

when i came up in this b-tch i was shinin’ every summer
took the whole thing, the young n-gg- doin’ numbers
tote two nines, iced out stuntin’
candy on the ave, candy on the slab
hundred g’s, cash money millionaires
hundred mill, how we flipped it off the ave
blood rich gang, you know we filled
the money do bruce wayne, behind a killin’ n-gg-
catch me uptown puttin’ it down
movin’ all around, new fleets with my round
touch another town, puttin’ it all down
pop a hundred bottles b-tch, we wear the crown

b-tch, i’m a boss, b-tch, i’m a boss!
i’ma boss, i’mma boss
i play the shots
i call the calls
we in this b-tch’
it’s goin’ down
yeah, i’m the king
now where my muf-ckin’ crown?

- meek mill lyrics

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