Bitch, I don't need introduction Follow my simple instruction Wine to the left, sway to the right Drop it down low and take it back high All my ladies Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino Say that you're bossy 'cause you are the boss Buy anything, you

Call my job And today I got a 1000 bugs Tell the boss I won't be in I said, call my job To tell my boss I won't be in Oh, you can tell him I'm sick Tell him anything But I just had too much weekend 'Cause Saturday night I caught the horses

The way that you do Nobody rocks it the way that you do, You got style, Pop your collar, Cause you're all kinds of cool, You're legit, You're the boss, Even when the mic is off, Nobody rocks it,

Island girl What you wanting with the white man's world? Black boy want you in his island world He want to take you from the racket boss He want to save you, but the cause is lost Island girl, island girl, island girl Tell me what you wanting with the

You the boss You, you, you the boss, yeah Cause you the boss I'll do anything that you say, anything You the boss (uh) You, you, you the boss, yeah (uh) You the boss (boss) You, you, you the boss (boss)

I'm livin' that boss' life (life) But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life See, me, man, I'm nothin' like you I got the kinda swagger that you ain't used to I'm leanin' in my ride, fo' fifth, cock bangin'

What you want, babe? I got it She just wanna fuck with a boss So I took her on a cruise 'round the city It don't really matter what it costs 'Cause she know a young nigga gon' get it What you want, hey? I got it Wanna do you right Is you with it, baby?

It had to be you Had to be you Some others I've seen Might never be mean Might never been cross Or tried to be boss But they wouldn't do Cause nobody else Gave me that thrill

To get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gums You don't know what it's like Like you the boss But just when I'm wrong 'Cause you don't want none U N to the D E A D You should check your chin Oh no you don't know what it's like

'Cause he's the man in the middle, never second fiddle Just like a spider in a cobweb Hard as a hammer, not the kind of boss you double-cross 'Cause he's the man in the middle, knows the way to diddle He's never bothered by his conscience Deals with the