Rick Ross - Boss Şarkı Sözleri

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Run how you want, boss

Chill how you want, boss

Floss how you want, boss

Do whatcha like


Go rock your chain, boss

Pour that champagne, boss

Keep gettin' paid, boss

Do whatcha like


As I'm poppin' my collar, black on black antique Impala

She ain't gotta speak 'cause my speakers let her know

That I'm ballin
They call me the Boss, I be callin' the shots

It's Ricky Ross, that boy be ballin' a lot


That boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rims

Not the flats but the fish 'cause they just swim

New York to the West, you a boss if you fresh

Scuff your shoes, wipe 'em down

Now get back on your two step


Stuntin' is boss, shinin' is boss

Grandaddy kush or the purp, yellow diamonds is boss

That dime a boss, she fine as a house

And she drivin' a Porche, she designed for a boss


Run how you want, boss

Chill how you want, boss

Floss how you want, boss

Do whatcha like


Go rock your chain, boss

Pour that champagne, boss

Keep gettin' paid, boss

Do whatcha like


Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la

Do whatcha like

Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la

Do whatcha like


I'm ridin' big, I'm hopin' lanes

My Chevy thang got these chickens all insane

Look at my stones tap dancin' on the bezzle

Bad baby at the Rollie, lap dancin' and wanna kiss me


Oh, no, 'cause of my chain

'Cause of my bling like a peacock standin' on my ring

'Cause I'm a boss, I'm a spend it, I'm a floss

I'm a winner, you the loss, all these ***

Sprinkle salt 'cause I'm the pepper in the sauce


Whatcha feel, whatcha like, whatcha want, what's your type?

I done seen it, done it twice, bought it up the same night

'Cause I'm a boss, it's Ricky Ross

If you buy, if you spend it, *** the cost

You's a boss, You a boss


Run how you want, boss

Chill how you want, boss

Floss how you want, boss

Do whatcha like


Go rock your chain, boss

Pour that champagne, boss

Keep gettin' paid, boss

Do whatcha like


Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la

Do whatcha like

Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la

Do whatcha like


Before the rock got whipped and they pistol got ripped

Before you got any chips, you got permission from the boss

On a mission for the charts, out-smart my competition

Composition so sharp, so dark, so vivid


26's on the old school, Pro Tools session

Got the old school *** actin' brand new sweatin
Brand new tennis chain, fancy pockets on my jeans

Headed for the walk, dude, fore' they win him on the stage


Two a day, super pay, stupid *** from a model

Triple C, a hundred deep and everybody got a bottle

Got a bottle full of purp, full of work, no leachin
Blew 50 last weekend, if you lookin' for a reason

I'm the boss


Run how you want, boss

Chill how you want, boss

Floss how you want, boss

Do whatcha like


Go rock your chain, boss

Pour that champagne, boss

Keep gettin' paid, boss

Do whatcha like


Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la

Do whatcha like

Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la

Do whatcha like


That's all Ross, them boys runnin' in the streets

See them candy paints, Dade County

Over town, livin' the city brown

Carol City, Oba Locka

The whole thrill five of my yayo, I see ya, Ross

Do whatcha like