Shareefa - Need A Boss Lyrics
(feat. Ludacris)[intro:]This That New Fire Man!Dark Child!Disturbing Tha Peace!Shareefa!Here's Another OneLuda!I Told 'em We Just Getting Started ManAy Yo I Don't Think They Really Understand What This IsBring That Back!Ay, Shareefa Where You At Baby?Let's Go![verse 1:]Come Wit It, Need Somebody That's Real GanstaAin't A Toy Soldier, A Real GangstaPlaya, Holdin' Me Down Like An AnchorI Need A Pappi, Somebody I Call DaddyHustla, Any Hood He's A Boss-aTrapper, Under The Rugs He Got Stacks-aNever See Movies, Don't Like Them ActorsThat's Just What I Go AfterThat's What I Need[hook:]I-i-i-i-i-iI Be Buggin'Cuz All These Fakes Thugs Is Tryna Press UpI Need A Boss Like (hey!)Who's Flossing Like (hey!)Tossin' Dough (hey!)You Know That He'll (pay!)I-i-i-i-i-iI Be Buggin'Cuz All These Fake Thugs Is Tryna Press UpI Need A Boss Like (hey!)Who's Flossing Like (hey!)Tossin' Dough Like (hey!)That Drives Me Crazy!Hey Yo Dark Child, Bring That Back![verse 2:]Stop It, Anything I Want I Cop ItI Just Want Somebody To Get Fly WitI Got What I Need, But Can You Top It?Yes I'm A Hot Chick, Somebody You Can Ride WitGot Hips, All The Boys Want Me To Drop ItSo Thick, Niggas Be Buggin, I Own ItI May Be Young, But I Know What I WantIf You Show Me Baby, You Can Get OnSo Come OnThat's Just One Of The Things I NeedOnly One I'm Pleasing Is MeUnpredictable, Yeah That's MeI Can't Help It, That's So Sexy[hook:]I-i-i-i-i-iI Be Buggin'Cuz All These Fakes Thugs Is Tryna Press UpI Need A Boss Like (hey!)Who's Flossing Like (hey!)Tossin' Dough (hey!)You Know That He'll (pay!)I-i-i-i-i-iI Be Buggin'Cuz All These Fake Thugs Is Tryna Press UpI Need A Boss Like (hey!)Who's Flossing Like (hey!)Tossin' Dough Like (hey!)That Drives Me Crazy![ludacris:]I'm The Number One Hustler Of The CenturyS-s-see Me In Your DreamsI'm The Boss Of All BossesK-k-king Of All KingsI'm Your Favorite Rapper's IdolI Been Had The TitleCall Me Hot 16 Wit More Verses Than The Bible15 Bank Accounts, 10 Different Businesses5 Different Lawyers, Tell 'em What The Business IsI Live Down The Block, Was Raised Up The StreetWant Beef? I'll Do Like Summertime And Raise Up The HeatI'm The Leader Of The Pack, Plus I'm Still In The SlumsMan I Was Built Ford Tough, I'm As Real As They ComeBut Fake Thugs Love To Hate, Some Punks Be Ice Grillin' MeCuz I G-g-got Assets, No LiabilitiesNow To Infinity, Grown Women Be Feelin' MeAnd They Ain't Got Nothin' To Lose But They VirginityStill The Lova Lova, So Give Me A Couple RubbersI'll Get 'em In A Room, And Luda Will Make 'em Studder Like..[hook:]I-i-i-i-i-iI Be Buggin'Cuz All These Fakes Thugs Is Tryna Press UpI Need A Boss Like (hey!)Who's Flossing Like (hey!)Tossin' Dough (hey!)You Know That He'll (pay!)I-i-i-i-i-iI Be Buggin'Cuz All These Fake Thugs Is Tryna Press UpI Need A Boss Like (hey!)Who's Flossing Like (hey!)Tossin' Dough Like (hey!)That Drives Me Crazy![repeat]
