Rick Ross - I’ma boss (feat. Meek Mill) текст песни

[Meek Mill:]
Look I be ridin threw my old hood, but I'm in my new whip, same old attitude but
I'm on that new sh*t. They say they gone rob me, see me never do sh*t, 'cause
They know that's the reason they gon' end up on them news clips. Audemar
[Piguet Wristwatch] on my wrist, bustdown we poppin' bottles like I scored the

winning touchdown 'Memba me dead broke look at me up now! I run my city from
South Philly back to uptown. Thank god, all these bottles I pop, all this paper
I been gettin, all these models I popped, I done sold 100 thousand 'fore my album
Bot dropped, and I'm only 23, I'm the sh*t, now look at me! look at me! I'm a

Boss like my ni*ga Rozay [Rick Ross], shawty asked me for a check, I told that
B*tch like 'no way!', cause I made it from the bottom, there was never no way
An' I never had a job, you know I had to sell yay![cocaine] B*tch I'm a boss, I
Call the shots, I'm with the murder team, so call the cops, we in the
Building, y'all are not, you short on the paper, you gon' ball or not?

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Bitch I'm a boss
Bitch I'm boss
I plan the shots
I call the calls

We in this bitch
Its goin down
Yea I'm the king now
Wheres my muthaf*ckin crown?

[Rick Ross:]
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, snatch
His soul out that sh*rt let's take him for that pride. (an) 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 ass like I'm on E,
[Extacy] or a double stack, n*gga, better double that. Jerry Jones money, n*gga
You a running back. Hershall Walker, Bo Jack, Ricky Waters better run that dope
Back! Boss! an I put that on my Maybach, four hundred thou b*tch, you wish you
Saved that...

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm a boss
Bitch I'm boss
I plan the shots
I call the calls

We in this bitch
Its goin down
Yea I'm the king now
Wheres my muthaf*ckin crown?

[Meek Mill:]
Couple cars I dont neva drive, bikes I dont neva ride, crib I ain't neva been
[To], pool I don't neva swim [in], fool u ain't better than [me], I move like the
President! Erything black on black you know I be strappn that. Rattin' *ss
Nig*as walkin 'round wearin' wires! f*ckin up the game, got the hood on

Fire b*tch I'm a king - call me sire! You say I don't run my city? You a
Muthaf*cking liar! Bi*tch I'm a boss! You a fraud! You cross the line, I get u
Murdered full cost. Out in vegas, I twist them laws, at the fight we
Watchin Floyd [Maywhether], we on the floor. Scared money don't make no money

If I ever go broke, I'ma take your money, I ain't never dropped a dime, you
Ain't gon' take nutin from me, I'm in the hood every day. I'm good, what I say?
B*tch I'm a bossssssss

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Bitch I'm a boss
Bitch I'm boss
I plan the shots
I call the calls

We in this bitch
Its goin down
Yea I'm the king now
Wheres my muthaf*ckin crown?