| You don’t have to call nobody, I’m right here
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| And if they take you down, I’m riding with you
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| I’m right here
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| Who gon' run it like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Who gon' boss up like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Who keep it a hundred like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Yea, nobody, baby
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| Erry boss need a boss-lady
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| Let’s get together, live a boss-life, and have some babies
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| Them haters used to say you crazy
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| Now they seeing our life amazing, got 'em looking shady
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| Matching Mercedes, crib big as mine
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| Magic cartier bracelets, like thanks for staying
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| Dine trips to Paris, kept you covered in carats
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| They just embarrassed cause they man ain’t got them livin' this lavish
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| Well-established, fucked up, nigga
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| Million miles, still dressin' like a drug dealer
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| When I club witcha, she know
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| When it’s time to get right
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| It ain’t enough' for me to clean up nice
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| Tell your girls go keep their advice
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| We good without 'em, let us live our life
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| Hol' up
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| You don’t have to call nobody, I’m right here
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| And if they take you down, I’m riding with you
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| I’m right here
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| Who gon' run it like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Who gon' boss up like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Who keep it a hundred like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Yea, nobody, baby
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| I know I wasn’t her type, but I’m the type that’ll change your life
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| You’ve been down, got stripes, put in work, deserve all this ice
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| Them red-bottoms, you got 'em
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| Chanel purses and Birken
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| My boss-lady for certain, makin' up for when I had you hurtin'
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| Workin' on getting better, finally gettin' our life together
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| Now we on new levels, matching rollies, bigger bezels
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| It’s a incredible feelin', drop rolls, no ceilin'
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| In London, pound peelin' up in Harrods, no chillin'
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| Feelin' blessed, cause she don’t bring me stress
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| She put a smile on my face and that pussy is the best (yes)
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| Feelin' blessed, cause she don’t bring me stress (no)
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| She keep a smile on my face and her head-game the best
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| Thugger
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| You don’t have to call nobody, I’m right here
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| And if they take you down, I’m riding with you
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| I’m right here
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| Who gon' run it like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Who gon' boss up like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Who keep it a hundred like you? |
| (Nobody)
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| Yea, nobody, baby |