I'ma Boss (Remix) [Dirty] W/ Lyrics - Meek Mill ft T.I., Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Birdman, Swizz скачать видео бесплатно

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LYRICS

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[T.I.]

I'm ridin' Dodge, I'm ridin' by

On the westside which side am I?

Beemer 760i, Try me, let off 60 shots

Again we got the city hidin'

Poppin' like it 'posed to be

Hoes who not menaging got no business standing close to me

So cold, a ferocious G,

You niggas aint as dope as me, mind you f-ckin' business

Watch ya mouth when you approaching me

I f-ck with hoes who f-ck with hoes who pills and powder socially

I like em or love 'em though, cold heart emotionally

? 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 shit

On some big money shit

Serious 'bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shit

Rappin' 'bout a bunch of shit

And you aint even done it yet

You the one they gunnin' at

How I'm 'posed to honor that?

You all talk dawg, flow and I aint having none of that

I'm big boss dawg floss all day, run it back

[Meek Mill - hook]

Bitch, I'm a BOSS!

Bitch, I'm a BOSS!

I'ma boss, I'ma boss

I play the shots

I call the calls

We in this bitch'

It's goin' downn

Yeah, I'm the king

Now where my muf-ckin' crown?

[Swiss Beatz]

You a boss, You a boss

You don't care what it cost

You just buy that muthaf-cka and you throw that shit on?

You keep poppin' them tags

We just throw it in bags

And then we hit the f-cking block, we be dropping them rags

[Meek Mill]

Started with a dollar, turn it to an M

Used to ride Impala, turn it to a Benz

Niggas used hate me, turn into my friends

You should see how people treat you when that money coming in

Bad bitches callin' cause I'm ballin'

And these niggas hatin' on me cause they starving and I'm parking Aston Martin's where they walking

These niggas ain't important, they informants really talking when the people get to honking

I'ma a boss, really, Nino or Al Pacino

Hundred racks on his Rollie, he light up like a casino

Niggas really be fraud, I'ma keep it a c-note

Got jewelers down in Miami

They throw it like Dan Marino

[Rick Ross]

Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks

Everybody praying for me, I respect that

Woke up in the hospital, where my checks at?

Then I put 8 chains where my necks at

Hopping 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 ya chick

You know the boss well known for leaving bonuses

We making 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 Anna Mae (HA HA)

Remember momma had a cavalier

Now she living like a Cleveland Cavalier

Better check the stats, we filling arena's

And I got the gat's, Gilbert Arena's

[Hook]

[Swizz Beatz]

You a boss, you a boss

75, 7 showers on her

Spend about 13 hours on it

757 with the showers on it

We spent about 13 hours on it

[Lil Wayne]

Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick

I just f-cked the avatar, now I got a blue dick

Money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit

You pushing 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

Boy, I'm tryna get money money like Mark Cuban

If she don't respect me, she gon respect this dick

The World is an asshole and we the next big shit

Damn right I gang bang, tell 'em blood up slime

F-ck, I had to say f-ck one time, get it?

[Birdman]

When I came up in this bitch I was shining every summer

Cook the whole thing, the young nigga doing numbers

Tote two nines, iced out stuntin'

Candy on the ave, candy on the slab

Hundred G's nigga, Cash Money millionaires

Hundred mill nigga, how we flipped it off the ave

Blood rich gang, you know we filled it nigga

The money do swing behind a killer nigga

Catch me uptown puttin' it down

Moving all around, new fleets with my round

Touch another town, puttin' it all down

Pop a hundred bottles bitch, we wear the crown

[Hook]