Dnyc3 - Boss Talk lyrics

[Produced by Dnyc3] VERSE 1 Them other n***as babies, they all talk. Uh, she only listen when a boss talk. With you by my side how could I fall off? And if we go shopping just know the mall bought. Oh lord, he done found him a badd b**h. Naw every ratchet done called they self that sh**. Don't call her that, she got more than a**. She got a**ets. And she need a fly n***a she could mash with. And that's him. The boss type we live the boss life. Yacht party, whole crew dressed in all white. Linen suits you know the money what we getting to. I'm just doing me. Don't ask me what Im funna do (CHORUS) ERIC BELLINGER I'm just doing what I do. I don't do a lot of wishing Taking what I want. I ain't asking for permission And when I talk that talk, shawty listen, listen, l (yeah, yeah) She love it when I boss talk (4x) )BRIDGE) She love it when I talk that sh**. I said she love it when I talk that sh**. Uh, yeah I said she love it when I talk that sh**. She turned on every time I kick that boss type sh** VERSE 2 Let's hit the loft right quick. Shoes off right quick. Dim the lights, didn't know your night end off like this. Dick hard, tight grip. She said she enjoy me. I'm the boss and them other n***as employees. I said here's your keys to your brand new Mercedes. She said you dope, I said I know and that's what made me the 80s. She can't lay with them babies. She glad she got her a man. They out making them babies and they ain't even a men yet. Can I ask have you made love on a leer jet. Well its going down like a suicide terrorist. You look at me and see a King. They look at me and see a threat. I'm just doing me, don't be impressed (CHORUS) (BRIDGE)