Juicy J - Boss Nigga Lyrics
(Intro)Can't stop this money flow broke ass nigga neverHating ass nigga(Verse 1: Juicy J)I got them shooters on deck, AKs with banana clipsWe ain't bout that talking you get smoked like cancer sticksMy nigga only move a real niggas and goonsThey don't know how to talk, they only know how to shootDropped a coupla' bands, and get your top peel offWhile I'm somewhere with some rich white folks playing golfMy Benz got a hole in the top like a dolphinI'm on this codeine cause this weed got me coughin'From Memphis Tennessee, where it ain't Ten-A-KeyFind a nigga dead in his house, he just a memory (You gone)Niggas starving in these streets, coming for your stashA gun plus a mask, you do the mathStill stepping on them blocks like hopscotchGoons on deck shooting like they own a shot clockReal nigga always counting like a stop watchPull them out the toaster, that turn you to a pop tart (*****)Hundred bandz on a watch, ***** its my time (*****)We was totin' pistols for school before Columbine (Always)Juicy J, North Memphis Vet (You know it)I went in and buy a Corvette and put it on my neck (You know it)Money talk, you broke niggas is deaf (You know it)***** I'm blowing on loud, and so is my check (You see it)Fully automatics, no auto tuneI don't make no diss songs I'm leaving rappers with bullet wounds(Hook)Boss nigga, I be calling shots (Always)You shaking ass niggas, be calling cops (They calling)If I got any problems, I call them shooters (They coming)My ***** got plenty racks, I call them hooters (They coming) (2X)(Outro)Real shit real spitGet your money up niggaYeahMafia
