Lyrics Max B – Boss Don
Text:
Yeah, yeah
Boss Don
Gain Greene bitch
Million Dollar Baby
Got you niggas scared as shit
Run around with your tails up your asses
Fucking maggots
Let’s go
Talk to the game baby
Damn you
Bring me a fifth of grand cru
Got a head shot
Neck shot
Chest shot
Got a leg shot
And they tell me I’m the next Pac
Next stop
Meet me where the players play
Made a 1k a day
Even when under pressure
I can hit the fade away
I can lift your fade with the waves away
Nigga pay to play
And I’m pimpin in a major way
Drink the Hennessy when I’m stressed out
Dear Lord
Rip your beard off
Cherry Danish and the bearclaw
I’m a rare horse
Behind this nigga y’all consider a G
Ask him whens the last time he did a DVD in the hood
No fear, it been at least about a year
Since he came through
Showed a little love
Got his little homies right
Chilled and blow a little dub
You don’t check the style
Mom she still there
Slippin on the four floor
We cluttin up the whores more
More dice games and graffiti b
Leave your body laying where the meter be
Trucks carry heatery
Niggas started thievin me
Owwww
Ain’t a nigga out
That’s nicer than the Biggavel
Quick to hit the L
Make you buy it
I can pitch the sale
I can flip the scale
Make it look big
Even though it’s not
Haters wouldn’t like it
Even though they know it’s hot
Even though they know I rock
Shit is so insane
Send ’em in your membrane
Get ’em for his big chain
I’m the big gain
And I got thick dames
Get brains
Ain’t shit changed
Tryin finish niggas off
When I shoot the clip
Lose the roof and shit
And my nigga I can prove this shit
I can loop ya bitch
Make her come do
Anything I want
She just finished sucking dick
I can’t let her roll the blunt
I can’t let her open up
Baby girl fix the team
Why don’t you put your clothes on
Girgle with some Listerine
I did the Beam
750 mane
Love her lookin spiffy mane
Baby just come hit me damn
