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wild haired white boy - i'm a boss (remix) lyrics

yeah, this the motherf-ckin remix
turn this sh-t up

look i be ridin through my old hood
but i’m f-ckin new b-tches
they be grabbing on my nuts, ballin out like lee is
blazin haze, charlie day, yea that’s word to high pitch
cause if you f-ckin with me we ain’t playin justa tip
mad b-tches on the d-ck… bustdown!
face all white like a clown, watch me bust a nut now
you finna take away my smoke?
light me up now
you f-ggots take it in the -ss, face down

thank the game for all this louis i shopped
workin hard so all this sweat i be sweatin
ain’t f-ckin nothin to this p-ssy i be gettin
i said i make money, and the b-tches say i’m funny
flow sick as f-ck, whats up doc? bugs bunny (ughh)
i’m a boss like my n-gga bruce
goin four the five i leave you hanging by the noose
and sippin on my juice gottem otha n-ggas loose
always stay strapped, salute my repute. (ughh)

b-tch i’m a boss
i call the shots
my sh-t deemed esteemed
i’m on the top
we in this building
ya’ll are not
you n-ggas jersey sh0r- to drown, we on the yacht

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

we in the b-tch’
you gon’ drownnnn
we on the yacht
now where my mu’f-ckin’ crown?

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

got so many leis, they thought i was that t-to guy
hopping out the bed neva left a p-ssy dry
comin at the same time, she say it’s a tie
we beatin on the game to make a milli now
b-tches say i matter you can call me size
larger than life, we flyin high, not an eye white
if she don’t know, then she in for a treat
a meat and greet dog she wanna eat
makin stocky money, yeah, we wall street
on top the n0ble n-ggas, yeah we marquis
change the game forever, young n-ggas breakin molds
this ain’t a bluff, one ain’t enough, that sh-t is twofold
we k!llin more n-ggas than a heart attack
tuck it in hoe, hit the sack, now bring it back
boss!
and i put it on my maybach
even god gon’ take a bow, b-tch you wish you gained that…

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

we in the b-tch’
you gon’ drownnnn
we on the yacht
now where my mu’f-ckin’ crown?

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

k!llin n-ggas call it homicide
dancin with the stars
b-tch i’m over five
crib i ain’t even needa buy
she f-ck em fruity, apple in her eye
fool you ain’t better than, the chosen ones, the hit men
m-ssacre theses squares, call this sh-t tiananmen
one of me is better than you ten men
smokin these smokin those, clockin glocks like big ben
and if you think those n-ggas real friends
i suggest you déjà vu, b-tch, think again
i’m a boss!
you a fraud
she don’t blow it ‘cept for poets, b-tch i’m robert frost
just a n-gga rulin p-ssy in the empire
roll up to the club, seal the deal prior to the time expire
yeah! scared money don’t make no money
if i ever go broke
i’m a take yo money
but i’m a boss ‘til i die
so that sh-t sound funny
n-gga no way
straight loan sharks, all the way from san jose
b-tch i’m a boss!

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

we in the b-tch’
you gon’ drownnnn
we on the yacht
now where my mu’f-ckin’ crown?

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

- wild haired white boy lyrics

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