BossMan Lyrics

It ain't nothing to it but to do it Baby

I've been going brazy with a Choppa or three eighty

Old school like Miss Daisy and I'm ghost like Patrick Swayze

How they know what's real

And these niggas live Fugazi

Schemed up on a mission and

I Did that shit like Katy

Started with nine grams trying to

Go half on a baby

But when niggas get jammed

They start singing Jazze Phazie

Foundation is solid Prada

Balenciaga Giuseppe or Versace

Ferragamo or I might just

Play Givenchy

I ain't even made it in the door

They still knock me

Had to get it off the floor

I got plays like a disc jockey

Grams on my pinky playing Hockey

Real diamonds shine in the dark

Like some lighting

I never really had shit my dawg

It's exciting

Cash and take a flight then

Fuck your main bitch for one

Night then

Stacked me up a light ten

I might go and flip twenty

Catch them throwing shade

On me

But a nigga still sunny

I use to sell dummies with the

Trappers and the junkies

Gorillas and the monkeys and

Goons that'll dump heat

Claim that they wolves but my Nigga man they all sheep

Ferrari or the Lamb man I swear It's going to cost me

God fucking found me where

I lost me

I'm just trying to stay up out the Way and get this money

I'ma Boss B

It ain't nothing to it but to do it Baby

I've been going brazy with a Choppa or three eighty

Old school like Miss Daisy and I'm ghost like Patrick Swayze

How they know what's real and These niggas live Fugazi

It ain't nothing to it but to do it Baby

I've been going brazy with a Choppa or three eighty

Old school like Miss Daisy and I'm ghost like Patrick Swayze

How they know what's real and These niggas live Fugazi