Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Boss , by - Rick Ross. Release date: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Boss |
| I don’t make love, baby we make magic |
| Come home with a thug, let’s get shit crackin' |
| Always wear a plastic, baby cause shit happens |
| She leaked the back seat, just to freak in the Magnum |
| Hopped out the Magnum, hopped in the Tre' |
| Just to let the top back and thank God for the day |
| Who gives a fuck what a hater gotta say? |
| I made a couple million dollars last year dealin' weight |
| Still in the streets, strapped with them thangs |
| She in love with the G, so she tatted my name (Ross!) |
| I’m the biggest boss that you seen thus far |
| Ten black Maybachs back to back in a lane |
| I’mma make it rain, and I’mma make it back |
| You are just a lame lil' homie, that’s a fact |
| Workin' with the police, actin' like you know me |
| Fresh out of jail, already in yo' hoe cheeks |
| I got a fresh line-up, yeah, a fresh outfit |
| 'Bout to have the parkin' lot on smash |
| Plus I got a Chevy wit a fo'-fifty-fo' in the hood |
| That bitch got 125 on the dash (She like it gangsta cause) |
| (I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far) |
| (I'm the, I’m the biggest boss that you seen thus far, hey) |
| (I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far) |
| Cause it’s just another day in the life of the goddamn boss |
| The boss, boss-boss-boss |
| Boss-boss-boss, boss-boss-boss |
| The boss, boss-boss-boss |
| Boss-boss-boss, boss-boob-boss |
| And shawty straight diggin' me, and I ain’t even rich |
| I know you niggas on the sideline like, «Ain't that a bitch?» |
| I’m on my job, ey and I ain’t gettin' off |
| Cause it’s just another day in the life of the goddamn boss |
| I’m the biggest boss that you seen thus far (Ross!) |
| Got the biggest cars, Spanish broads, no bra |
| Call that other lame for the walks in the parks |
| I ain’t come to play games, I just wanna play my part |
| Tell ya girlfriend come talk with me, dog |
| We straight Gs' then we came here to ball |
| Bottle after bottle and I’m sure you’ll count 'em all |
| Then we off to that Chevy, fired up and takin' off |
| Baby, slow it down cause you movin' too fast |
| Ass too fine to be movin' too fast, hol' up |
| Back to the thuggin', now I’m sippin' sizzurp |
| All my niggas love it, baby that’s my wizzerd |
| Stack for the jeans, five bones for the shizzerts |
| I don’t smoke twenties, eight hundred for the izzerds |
| I’m the biggest boss that you seen thus far |
| You can tell by the strongs that’s standin' by the car |
| I got a fresh line-up, yeah, a fresh outfit |
| 'Bout to have the parkin' lot on smash |
| Plus I got a Chevy wit a fo'-fifty-fo' in the hood |
| That bitch got 125 on the dash (She like it gangsta cause) |
| (I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far) |
| (I'm the, I’m the biggest boss that you seen thus far, hey) |
| (I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far) |
| Cause it’s just another day in the life of the goddamn boss |
| Ey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
| Ey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
| Ey, yeah, uh uh, ha ha, yeah |
| Haha, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |