The Runners - Bossy Lady lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] To deal with a dude like me baby, you gotta be the HBIC The Head b**h In Charge callin' all the shots baby Can't be scared to gamble, gotta roll the dice Feel me? Scared money don't make none [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Shawty look, I know my ego lookin' 40 foot Big chain not talkin' 'bout the "Naughty" look Mine guady 'less I'm goin' for the sporty look He young and rich and b**h that go without an argument My kicks Brown, now I'm lookin' for Rihanna nem Smoke junkie kush funkier than Parliament What's the problem then? Girl f** ya 'partment Move in with me on the beach, now you top ten You could do the spa, see a newer car These my feelings and I'm really feelin' who you are Baby light brown, with the right smile First lady and she ready for the White House [Hook: Ne-Yo] Baby you, do shine just like I do Just like you're supposed to Everyone knows you're the boss's girl My diamond, envy of all your friends These moves that we're making, got us on top of the world You're the boss's girl, oh Baby you're the boss's girl Baby you're the boss's girl [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Stretch limousines, tall waterfalls Valet at the crib, my cars I love 'em all Boss Lady, she the Head b**h in Charge She ask for head first, so she gets it off the top Champagne pop, rubber band knots Multi-millionaire, I know that other man not Let her call the shots, she want me on the top And the way I want it, it'll be a month before I stop Kinda walk funny, stumble out the pad Snap of her finger n***as pickin up her tab Walkin' through the mall, got me carryin' her bags I gotta pause cause this motherf**er bad [Hook: Ne-Yo] Baby you, do shine just like I do Just like you're supposed to Everyone knows you're the boss's girl My diamond, envy of all your friends These moves that we're making, got us on top of the world You're the boss's girl, oh Baby you're the boss's girl Baby you're the boss's girl [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Cruisin' down Collins, knockin' Trick Daddy When I'm upset all my n***as trigger happy Do me a favor, watch your behavior Cause I'm insane, send you straight to your savior Lookin' at my savings baby I can save ya Take you parasailin' straight to Jamaica You man a batty boy, what the bumbaclart You deserve better, 6 car garage Come in late night, so I'm airportin' As I take fright, I'm your Air Jordan We the world champs, come and ball with us Gotta take my time when I put it all in her [Hook: Ne-Yo] Baby you, do shine just like I do Just like you're supposed to Everyone knows you're the boss's girl My diamond, envy of all your friends These moves that we're making, got us on top of the world You're the boss's girl, oh Baby you're the boss's girl Baby you're the boss's girl