Bossman Lyrics - Urban Farmer - Berner

"Bossman" 

(feat. IamSu! & P Lo) 

Bitch, go and get your ends up, 

Kush smoke, floatin out the benz truck 

2 shows, I'm a need 10 plus 

Come through, suck me and my friends up 

Money, light blue pills and a bunny 

Bombay gin got me dancing all funny 

Pull me in the back and let me play with your mouth 

I'm in the lap dance booth and I ain't breading her out 

I get ratchet, leave town over night a package 

I'm blowing on cookie, way out in Kansas 

Ask around town boy, I really get down 

Shit I smoke by the pound boy I keep me some loud 

I'm with them HBK boys, P-Lo and Su, yeah I'm good with the pack 

Plus I'm sweet in the booth 

I got mouth piece chill, I make a freak bitch choose 

Cartier frames with the LV suit 

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I be rolling through the city, I be riding 

Thick body benz, bad bitches on the side 

I get that dough, bitch you know my neck stay froze 

I'm out here getting these hoes hey 

I'm a bossman, never care what it's costin 

Touching green like Boston 

I'm a motherfucking bossman, bossman, bossman 

All I got left is a dollar bill 

Guess I'm back to the ATM 

Pull out the max, go back to the club 

Take her back, pull out some tracks 

Ah, we make club security nervous, I show up with so many real niggas and they ain't searching 

10 bitches in a suburban 

They ask me why I'm living, so many say I deserve it 

Ah, reporting live from the trap, all my partners in the whip with a broad on my lap 

Whole city on my back, get the shit like kitty litter, niggas don't know how to act 

Ah, young suzy da don dada, when I slide through, everybody wanna holla 

Don't call me less it's money from the home of the hyphy but I ain't nothin near a dummy 

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I be rolling through the city, I be riding 

Thick body benz, bad bitches on the side 

I get that dough, bitch you know my neck stay froze 

I'm out here getting these hoes hey 

I'm a bossman, never care what it's costin 

Touching green like Boston 

I'm a motherfucking bossman, bossman, bossman 

Young P-Lo yeah I ride around 

Pretty bitches big money in my side of town 

Ballin at the gym while you out of bounds 

Rollin through the hood you don't hear a sound 

I'm a young motherfucker and I'm faded 

Couple mixed bitches get naked go crazy 

You ain't talking money I don't hear that shit 

And if she throw the pussy at me I'm a kill that shit 

Ah, gangstas, pimps, players, hustlers 

Ballin at the club, make bitches wanna touch us 

You already know I'm a fucking boss 

I's stay dotted, T's forever crossed 

Bitches wanna get involved, we don't talk in bed at all 

I'm a bossman, hoe I set it off 

Get money like I set it off 

Fucking with the gang you are better off 

I be rolling through the city, I be riding 

Thick body benz, bad bitches on the side 

I get that dough, bitch you know my neck stay froze 

I'm out here getting these hoes hey 

I'm a bossman, never care what it's costin 

Touching green like Boston 

I'm a motherfucking bossman, bossman, bossman