Gucci Mane - Boss Shit lyrics

rate me

She’s a real bitch slapped with a big butt

I wish a nigga would pass me a million blunt

I bought a Bentley but I fin to buy no rim

I’m smoking strong strong, no sticks, no stench

My money long, long, baby I’m a real pimp

I left the dealership just order me a whole zip

I fuck with me she owe, you know I got that quick flip

The way she order g the pussy niggas wanna thirst

I talk nasty to a bitch, my mouth it really dirty

You niggas in the whole pussy, but it ain’t worth it

I got 42 bricks, yeah, chain worth it

I put them 6’s on my charges, yeah, jewelries love it

2013 wish gonn go on till like 50 thous

Try to sell t5 and I was greaceland housing

I’m charging 23 now I got on Michael jordan

You in the vip but really you are not important

[Hook]

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

36, foreign whips, million dollar house, boss shit

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

Poppin bottles, we by the vips, we counting money, straight flexin

Angel here pasta with the white sauce

2 bad bitches, cut the lights off

One sucking me, one taking my nikes off

Hustle, hustle all day, never taking nights off

I was playing dirty but keeping it clean

I was moving straight like the crease in my jeans

I was shoveling money like raking through leaves

Fucking bitches all night, skeetin and yanking, they weave

Is you a false bitch, or a lost bitch

Cause we get cedar chips, with the sauce dip

Northern California, on some boss shit

Shoes get ostrich, fur get, oh shit

It’s all green everything, I spit crack in the rap game pedi king

Hunned, hunned dolla bills off mary jane

Hit em in the head, hit em in the leg, hit em in the chest and I barely aim

[Hook]

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

36, foreign whips, million dollar house, boss shit

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

We on that boss shit, we on that boss shit

Poppin bottles, we by the vips, we counting money, straight flexin.