Rick Ross - Boss Talk lyrics

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Rick Ross - Boss Talk lyrics

Know what I’m sayin’ We just some young Texas n***as Hol’ Up Thugga [Slim Thug:] We ride Forgies in Florence clothes Black doors on fours Forty pointers in the bizzle Put on Ferragamo on clothes Put on car shows for hoes Making sure we get chose Once you see the wrist glow That’s when you see your b**h go Bad b**hes love bosses and them big exotic houses She takin’ selfies in the stars In the red room we flossin’ Never askin’ what it costs Cash out and I’m gone I know you haters can’t believe I’m gettin’ paper this long My old schools is new Only bosses in my crew I’m a hustler motherf**er, you can’t do what I do Every year something new that’s boss like tradition Meet with the mayor in the mornin’ No more cookin’ in kitchens [Jack Freeman:] Yeah, that’s big boss talk Trying to put a hundred million in the vault These n***as hatin’ but we let ’em talk Pull up to the dealership and buy ’em all Yeah, that’s big boss talk Trying to put a hundred million in the vault We do it for the south, do it for the north Pull up to the club and watch that money fall [Rick Ross:] I put elbows on the ‘lac I push that b**h to the max Presidential go roly with the white house in the box Used to pray in the night Lord I wanted a slice Win me a pizza hut, yeah by shaking the dice Bury some of my homies Tatted all of your names Had your son sitting with me, last time we sat at the game Coming forward with the starters Look like I’m Harden on stage Got on my baby blue jogs, set of solid gold chains Screaming “God is the greatest” Two blocks for all of my haters Her name slipped my mind, I know her p**y amazing Set the truck on the swangas She gon’ f** her some famous f** with’ Thug out in Texas You know bosses relate [Jack Freeman:] Yeah, that’s big boss talk Trying to put a hundred million in the vault These n***as hatin’ but we let ’em talk Pull up to the dealership and buy ’em all Yeah, that’s big boss talk Trying to put a hundred million in the vault We do it for the south, do it for the north Pull up to the club and watch that money fall