a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

wesly - ima boss lyrics

[intro]
wesly
wesly
uhh

[verse one]
look i be riding in my old hood, n-ggas trynna screw you
n0body can touch me, my n-ggas will beat you
i got my own ways
everyday’s a different day
one day somebody get shot, that’s his day
we be riding like the president is our case
you don’t wanna mess with us, we self made
we got our weapons, we got our sports cars
we be smoking weed, like we got our own farm
i got shooters from the side that wanna bump with me
i got n-ggas locked up, free my n-ggas please
rip rapping
pro team playing
i got squad up n-ggas, and we g-ngb-nging
no shooting guns, missiles always got head range on them
why you crying momma? why you trapping n-gga?
you a p-ssy n-gga, you just got shot, n-gga
cause ima boss
what?
you heard that?

[hook]
cause ima boss
call the cops
like i’m gonna give a f-ck
cause ima boss
call the cops
like i’m gonna give a f-ck
like, like i’m gonna give a f-ck
like, like i’m gonna give a f-ck
like, like i’m gonna give a f-ck
like, like i’m gonna give a f-ck
uhh

[verse two]
i don’t really play, money ain’t a game
shoot you in your face, make you go away
always shooting sh-t, and i never miss
looking for your b-tch, cause she got a donk
take her for a trip, show her how i work
she hit the tapout
she hit the blackout
she hit rehab, for smoking too much weed
but she wasn’t smoking weed, she just had too much d-ck
made her crazy, lucky she wasn’t my b-tch
she face down, -ss up, d-mn so good
so i made her mine, like last night
i heard the next day, that she made you cry

- wesly lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS