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meek mill - ima boss lyrics

“ima boss”
(feat. rick ross)

[meek millz:]
look i be ridin’ threw my old hood,
but i’m in my new whip.
same old att-tude, but i’m on that new sh-t.
they say they gon’ rob me, see me neva do sh-t.
cause they know that’s the reason that’s gone end up on a news clip.
audemar on my wrist… bustdown!
we poppin’ bottles like i scored the winnin’ touchdown.
memba meek dead broke?
look at me up now.
i run my city from south philly back to uptown.

thank god all these bottles i popped,
all this paper i been gettin’,
all these models i popped.
i done sold 100, 000 before my alb-m got drop’d.
and i’m only 23, i’m the sh-t now look at me, look at me.
i’m a boss like my n-gg- rozay.
shawty ask’d me for a check, i told that b-tch like “no way! ”
cause i made it from the bottom, it was neva no way.
and i neva had a job, you know i had to sell yaaaay!

b-tch i’m a boss!
i call the shots.
i’m with the murder team,
call the cops.
we in the building,
ya’ll are not.
you short on the paper, you gone ball or not?…

[chorus:]
b-tch, i’m a boss!
[x2]
i plan the shots
i call the cost

we in the b-tch’,
it’s goin’ downnnnnn.
yeaa i’m the king,
now where my mu’f-ckin’ crown?

[chorus:]
b-tch i’m a boss!
[x6]
i plan the shots
i call the cost

[ricky rozay:]
got so many shades, they thought i had a lazy eye.
shorty rode me smooth as my mercedes ride.
no love, cry when only babies die.
and when i go that casket, better cost a hundred thou.
i pray to god i look my killer in his eyes.
sn-tch his soul up out his shirt, let’s take him for that ride.
o.g. is one who standin’ on his own feet.
a boss is one who guarantee we gone eat.
f-ck a blog dawg cause one day we gone meet.
i’m a spazz on yo’ -ss like i’m on e!
or a double stack, better n-gg-, double that.
jerry jones money n-gg-, you a runnin’ back.
hershall walker, bo jack, ricky waters,
better run that dope back.
boss!
and i put that on my maybach.
fo’ hundred thou, b-tch you wish you saved that…

[chorus:]
b-tch, i’m a boss!
[x2]
i play the shots
i call the cost

we in the b-tch’,
it’s goin’ downnnnnn.
yeaa i’m the king,
now where my mu’f-ckin’ crown?

[chorus:]
b-tch i’m a boss!
[x6]
i plan the shots
i call the cost

[meek mill:]
couple cars i don’t neva drive,
bikes i don’t neva ride,
crib i ain’t neva been,
pool i don’t neva swim,
fool you ain’t better than, i move like the president.
err’thang black on black, you know i be strappin’ that.
ratt’n -ss n-gg-s walkin’ round wearin’ wires.
f-ckin’ up the game, got the hood on fire.
b-tch i’m a king, call me sire.
if you say i “don’t run my city”,
you a mu’f-ckin’ liar…

i’m a boss!
you a fraud.
you cross the line, i get you murdered for a cost.
out in vegas, i twist them laws.
at the fight we watchin’ floyd, we on the floor.
yeah! scared money don’t make no money,
if i eva go broke,
i’m a take yo’ money,
i ain’t neva dropped a dime,
you ain’t take nun from me,
in the hood err’day,
b-tch i’m good, what i say?…
b-tch i’m a boss!

[chorus:]
b-tch, i’m a boss!
[x2]
i plan the shots
i call the cost

we in the b-tch’,
it’s goin’ down.
yeaa i’m the king,
now where my mu’f-ckin’ crown?

[chorus:]
b-tch i’m a boss!
[x6]
i plan the shots
i call the cost

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