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