It's getting louder Sittin' here lonely like a broken man Sell my time and do the best I can I wasn't boss this around in me But I don't want your sympathy, yeah Oh baby, oh baby, I just need your tender lovin' To keep me sane in this burnin' oven When

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'

You take your all right, you take your can't wait An' mix it all up with some down home southern drawl, y'all You got your yee haw It's five o'clock, just got paid I'll be off the next two days No more workin' like dogs No more leash, no more boss I've

This is for Matilda And she needs you This is from This is from Matilda Just like Johnny Flynn said, 'the breath I've taken and the one I must' to go on Put the grenade pin in your hand, so you understand who's boss My defeat sleeps top to toe with her

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

You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living Women, weed and weather (They come for) women, weed and

'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

Put down the tools No! Gang boss no! We don't want the whip! As you get weaker - it will get harder So don't be like him Keep your bones of effort and strength Don't sell them to him We don't want no gang boss We want to equalize

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

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