Bossman lyrics

[Verse 1: Berner]
b*tch, go and get your ends up
Kush smoke, flowing out the benz truck
Two shows, I'ma need ten plus
Come through suck me and my friends up
Money, light blue pills and a bunny
The 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 overnight of baggage
I'm blowing on cookie, way out in Kansas
Ask around town boy I really get down
sh*t I smoke by the pound, boy I keep me some loud
I with them HBK boys P-Lo and Su
Yeah I'm good with pack plus I'm sweet in the booth
I got a mouthpiece chill make a freak b*tch choose
Cartier frames with the LV suit

[Chorus: P-Lo]
I be rolling through the city I be riding
Big bad benz bad b*tches on the side
I get that dough, b*tch you know my neck stay froze
I'm out here getting these O's, aye
I'ma boss man, never care whats it's costing
Touching green like boston
I'm a motherf*cking boss man, boss man boss man
[Verse 2: IamSu!]
All I got left is a dollar bill
Guess I'm back to the ATM
Ugh, pull out the max
Go back to the club, take her back pull out some tracks
We make club security nervous
I show up with so many real n*ggas and they ain't searching
Ten b*tches in a suburban
They ask me why I loving so many I say I deserve it
Reporting live from the trap, all partners in the whip with a board on my lap
Whole city on my back
Get this sh*t like kitty litter n*ggas don't know how to act, uhh
Young Suzy the Don Gato, when I slide through everybody wanna holla
Don't call unless its money
From the home of the hyphy but I ain't nothing near a dummy
Suzy

[Chorus: P-Lo]
I be rolling through the city I be riding
Big bad benz bad b*tches on the side
I get that dough, b*tch you know my neck stay froze
I'm out here getting these O's, aye
I'ma boss man, never care whats it's costing
Touching green like boston
I'm a motherf*cking boss man, boss man boss man
[Verse 3: P-Lo]
Young P-Lo yeah I ride around
Pretty b*tches big money on my side of town
Balling at the gym while you outta bounds
Rolling through the hood you don't hear a sound
I'm a young motherf*cker and I'm faded
Couple mixed b*tches getting naked go crazy
You ain't talking money I don't hear that sh*t
Unless you throw the pus*y at me I'ma kill that sh*t
All the Gangster, Pimps, Players, Hustlers
Balling at the club make b*tches wanna touch us
You already know I'm a f*cking boss
I's stayed dotted, T's forever crossed
b*tches wanna get involved, we don't talk in bed at all
I'ma boss man ho I set it off
Getting money like a sedative
f*cking with the gang ho your better off

[Chorus: P-Lo]
I be rolling through the city I be riding
Big bad benz bad b*tches on the side
I get that dough, b*tch you know my neck stay froze
I'm out here getting these O's, aye
I'ma boss man, never care whats it's costing
Touching green like boston
I'm a motherf*cking boss man, boss man boss man