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  • [mac and mia x talking]
  • So a check this, would you die for me?
  • Kinda question is that?
  • Just asking a question, would you die for me?
  • Yeah nigga
  • [mac]
  • Aight
  • I got a boss ***** and thats why I talk shit
  • She walk with switch
  • And she might smack you if you call her a *****
  • She like them real niggas and hate fakes, and recognize snakes
  • And I hit that ***** till it aches
  • And when she nutting she shakes
  • When niggas shot at me she bust back
  • She carry gatts, her arm tatted big mac
  • A boss ***** she with that
  • A paper chaser got her job, got her own ride and own place
  • And she hate when them hos be looking in my face
  • Its cool to ***** and she love
  • Grabbing on it in public
  • And quick to tell you
  • You aint shit if you was quick when you nutted
  • Street educated
  • Keep her mouth shut when interrogated
  • She aint a snitch ***** thatll get you incarcerated
  • Ghetto fabolous drinched in her finest gear
  • Ice around fingers, around her wrist, around her neck, around her ear
  • And when we sex its something viscous
  • Thats why I love you more than them other *****es
  • Ya heard me
  • Chorus:
  • Thats my boss *****, a boss *****
  • Who you love daddy
  • A boss *****, a boss *****
  • What them niggas need
  • A boss *****, a boss *****
  • And what Im i
  • A boss *****, a boss *****
  • [mia x]
  • Yeah,
  • All the time I keep my mind on money and all business that applies to me
  • But I gotta to have a boos hog nigga besides me
  • He confides in me cause he knows I aint bout seeing him stress
  • I showed and proved that I can hold water on these 40d breasts
  • We been through so many warzones
  • But we made it back home
  • Singing that we won, we won
  • We shootem down, some gripping on chrome
  • I got him gone with bomb line between my thighs
  • Ima rider, so I rides and we cruises all night
  • We hit the light baby boy its just you and me
  • I dont care about your records or your lengthy wrap sheets
  • I want your babies to ride with mama in the merceedes
  • Them hos is crazy trying to sweat you when they know Im your lady
  • Suck my .380
  • O r run on up and get that ass wiped
  • ***** the down low shit
  • Cause he aint going nowhere *****
  • This here is thick
  • So it wont be infultrated
  • Or playa hated
  • Cause thats the way this boss ***** made it
  • Mama mia

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