Young Roddy - Lost In Bossness lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh, circle of bosses, bear skin rug My magic carpet, broads dissapear off Tits thighs so soft, ain't nah n***a touch Unless he accepting the charges, 'cept for ya mans From New Orleans, them broads is smart enough to know That he a pro, and for G he never falling So f** 'em for a good time, then fall the f** off for he push you off Because he on his grind, rollie never set for quality time [Hook] Grown-a** women, and little girl games Thinking that rap is all the same Think a fat a** gone buy her house And it probably will from one of these lames Sex for checks is the name of they game But with the Jets, you don't go that route They get lost in the bossness And all turned aroud, they get lost in the bossness If they can't swim the drown, they get lost in the bossness What you b**hes gon do now, they get lost in the bossness Can't go back to f**ing with them clowns, because you lost in the... [Verse 2: Trademark] Blazing 50's, so back like out the T tops and vibe with me Of course with me, some broads and a ounce of this new sticky The whip cloudy, my clothes crispy Ridien through the city geting high with my pretty bittie My game to much for her really, I got her hook on she silly I'm high, foucused on millies, she high, foucused and willing To do anything I tell her, she does it because I'm winning No simping, alive and high, up and living [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Roddy] A good girl gone bad, I seen it all before What's worse is that I might be the blame for it though Shut your mouth that ain't the normal knock at that door Might be them folks, you betta learn quickly how we roll, case closed Add more to my bank roll, she know how this game go Its cold so we smoke it by the O, you try to keep up not even close Girl my countin never fold, f** you take me for This one of the trillest sh** I ever wrote, Jet Life, Jets Go [Hook]