Everyday I'm hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Everyday I'm, everyday I'm Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, I'm the fuckin' boss Seven forty-five, white on white

Forever man, forever man, forever man (forever man) Before I can talk to the boss How many times must I say I love you Before you finally understand Won't you be my forever woman I'll try to be your forever man How many times must I tell you baby How

Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me ni aunque tú quieras" That's a fact, Cardi B y de el trap soy la mamá Hit the store y compro todo lo que quiera comprar I'm a boss, you a worker, yo adelante y tú atrás Esta canción no es pa' mi curi y mi cuero Un

They got jumped Forty fives, machine guns, and heavy artillery "You know we got em Forty fives, machine guns, heavy artillery We got those grenades on your ass, nigga Boss, Black Wall Street I'm in that bulletproof Maybach nigga (Teflon Don)" Nigga

I ain't gonna lie but baby, you get pretty wild, girl When you take it off, take it off When days turn to night, that's when you show your other side With all those freaky thoughts, freaky thoughts You bring out the animal I'm a boss, I'm a boss, I'm the

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

Bella y sensual, sobrenatural Uno de nosotros te tiene que conquistar Hola mi amor, vengo acompañado (DY) Nicky, Nicky, Nicky Jam lemme holla at you for a second Uno de nosotros es de barrio fino, un tipo muy real (The big boss) Nos jugó una apuesta, que

N**** you need to stop snitchin! All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin N**** if you scared, go to church You knew the job was dangerous when you took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.

When you on top, niggas gon' hate on you Bring out the Brink's truck, I'm young, fly and iced up (icy) 100 yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ay) 10,000 dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ay)

Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah (yeah! Bow!) Sauce on ya, nigga, got the sauce on me, uh (I got sauce) Boss, like a young nigga was Ross on me, uh (like I'm fuckin' Ross) Pull up on your shawty, I put sauce on it, yeah (like I fuckin' spilled) Sauce on ya, nigga, got