- Rick Ross boss有Lady 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- To deal with a dude like me baby. You gotta be the H.B.I.C.
The head bitch in charge callin' all the shots baby
Cant be scared to gamble
Gotta roll the dice
Feel me? scared money dont make none
Shorty look i know my ego lookin' forty foot.
Big chain and not talkin' bout the naughty look
Mine Gotti unless im lookin' for the sporty look
He young and rich and bitch that go without an argument
My kicks brown and now im lookin' for Rhianna n' dem'
Smoke junky, kush funkier than parliament
Whats the problem then girl fuck apartments
Move in with me on the beach now ur top ten
U can do the spa
See a newer car
These my feelings and im really feelin' who u r
Babe light brown, with the right smile
First lady and she ready for the White House
Babe u, u shine just like I do
Just like u'r supposed to
Everyone knows u'r the bosses girl
My diamond, envy of all ur friends
Big moves that we'r making
Got us on top of the world
U'r the bosses girl
（I got nothin' but love for u baby）
Babe u'r the bosses girl
（I love to pay ur bills baby）
It excites me! U know what im talkin bout?
Fresh limousines, tall waterfalls
Valet at the crib, my cars i love em' all.
Boss Lady, she the head bitch in charge
She asks for head first so she gets it off top
Champagne pop, rubber band knots
Multi-millionaire no that other man not
Let her call the shots, she want me on the top
And the way i want it, it will be a month before I stop
Kinda walk funny
Stubble out the bed
Snap of her finger niggas pickin up her tabs
Walking through the mall got me carrying her bags
I gotta pause cause this muthafuckas bad
Babe u, u shine just like i do.
Just like u'r supposed to
Everyone knows u'r the bosses girl
My diamond, envy of all ur friends
Big moves that we'r making
Got us on top of the world
Ur the bosses girl
（I love you babe） Ohh
Babe u'r the bosses girl
Feels good when u say it
Babe u'r the bosses girl
Cursing down Collins, knocking Trick Daddy
When im upset all my niggas trigga happy
Do me a favor, watch ur behavior
Cause im insane send u straight to ur Savior
Lookin at my savings babe i can save u
Take ur parasol and go straight to Jamacia
Ya man a boti boy, with the bumbaclots
U deserve better
6 car garage
Come in late night
So im airport
As i take flight
Im ur Air Jordan
We the world champs
Come and ball with us
Gotta take my time when i put my all in her
Babe u, u shine just like i do
Just like u'r supposed to
Everyone knows u'r the bosses girl
My diamond, envy of all ur friends
Big moves that we'r making
Got us on top of the world
U'r the bosses girl
Ohh
Babe u'r the bosses girl
So babe u'r the bosses girl
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