Bun B - Boss Shit lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Bun B, MiMOSA, turn it up

Turn it up!

(Verse)

Trill OG, UGK fo' life yeah that's the motto

I'm in pimp mode, pimp style, posted in the grotto

That's that boss shit, livin' by the G-code

Nothin' but the Texas in me so you know we throw'd

Got my sponsored jacket, all the strippers

My sick cars and my pijamas on

Lookin' for a midnight stallion, a real lamazon

Baby bad is sellin', you can touch it like a hammer's on

Look it, bitch, I'm perfect, nice hot body, got pampers on

You look just like I like it, in the body, in the face

I ain't thirsty by a long shot, but you out here to chase

Round top, round bottom, and you slim up in the waist

Slam a hunnid for that booty, need some? Give ya boi a taste

Come on!

(Hook)

She poppin' it, she droppin' it

She workin' it and twerkin' it

No stoppin' it

She shakin' it, she I'm gon' breakin' it

But it's that future thrill shit

It ain't no fakin' it

Now let it go, to the flo'

Girl you make me wanna hit it like it's dro'

Now pick it up and drop it down

And lemme see that thing go round round

And round and round and round