Lyrics Berner – Bossman
Text:
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
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
Hook:
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
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
Hook:
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
Hook:
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
Album
Berner – Berner - Urban Farmer
