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Da Bosses Lady - текст песни

Da Bosses Lady

Featuring Chameleon
(Scarface excerpt) That chick hes with....she like me. Oh she likes you
Huh? How do you know? The eyes Chico....they never lie. What are you
Serious? Yeah I'm serious....What do you think? Man thats the bosses
Lady you're gonna get us killed. The bosses lady? fuck you man!....the
Bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got some of that for
Me?...would you kiss me if I wear that hat?

Verse 1 (Kool G. Rap)
I had to have her, since my first glance at her
Pimp stance at her
Watchin' men throwin' Banjamins and Grants at her
Bottles of Italy and France at her
Advance at her, spit romance at her
Champagne glasses chatter
Ass fatter than that actress up in Family Matters
Lips thicker than Mick Jaggers
Dick so hard the shit could stab her
She pushed a sick Jaguar
Paint shined like it was black lacker
She carried a small gat for back up
Whole shit spectacular
Peepin' out her frame, walkin' in back of her
She had the hour glass shape
Had my blood flowin' fast paced
Past late, get that ass raped, fast tied up with mask tape
Mad papes, I could tell by the way she was draped
Her sex mate's caked up like Drake's
He's got the crib by the lake
Wanted by the jakes
For takin' powder weight outta state
They straight sorrounded his crib with tower gates
Garden lookin' like a flowered wake
Every hour he make about enough dough to spoil this bitch sour
Sex, money, and power, pussy good enough to devour
I hit her up inside the marble tiled shower
Then snapped back to reality
He said her name was Valerie
Dont fuck around with that Ho, a nigga's on the salary
Pockets too low calorie
Her man will get his cavalry
And straight turn the town to a shootin' gallery

Chorus - off his life, to get in good with the bosses wife, cross his
Life just to floss his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch
The night, if the thoughts is right, bodies could get lost inspite
Repeat once

Verse 2: (Chameleon)

The bosses lady, I cocks the four-fifth and holds it steady baby
My man ships more weight than the fuckin' Navy
Out to get this gravy, so you can't take mine
You crossed the line
Fuckin' with the bosses devine
Ay yo, his mans, they commit crimes
Found out you tryin' to fuck with his dime
You layed your life on the line
But the cards are in my hands
I love this rich man, and fuckin' you is not in the plan
I'm out to get grands and live on my own land
So why fuck with that help?
I'm livin' in wealth, you under his belt
Hourglass figure I know you felt
Wonderin' how the pussy smelt
Lavish taste will have you livin' in debt
Fantasizin' 'bout his wifes sex,
So how could you disrespect the man

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