T.I. - I’m a Boss (Remix) [feat. Meek Mill, Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Birdman, Swizz Beatz] Lyrics
[DJ Khaled]REMIX!IT'S THE I'm A BOSS REMIXMEEK MILLYLET'S GO![T.I.]I'm ride or die, I'm ridin’ by, holla westside; right, which side am I?Beemer 760I, try me let off sixty shotsAgain we got the city hidin’, poppin’ like it ‘posed to beHoes who not ménaging got no business standin' close to meSo cold, I'm ferocious G, niggas ain't as dope as meMind your *****in’ business, watch your mouth when you approachin' meI ***** with hoes who ***** with hoes, do pills and powder sociallyI like em, I ain't love ‘em though, cold heart emotionallyCaptain where the ocean is, ridin in a ghost againSlap you with a lot of spit until she swallow all of itCall the shots, run the shit, on some big money shitSerious 'bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shitRappin’ 'bout a bunch of shitAnd you ain't even done it yetYou the one they gunnin’ atHow I'm ‘posed to honor thatYou all talk dawg, flaw and I ain't havin' none of thatI'm big boss dawg floss all day, run it back[Refrain: Meek Mill]*****, I'm a boss, *****, I'm a boss!I’ma boss, I'mma bossI play the shotsI call the callsWe in this *****’It’s goin’ downYeah, I'm the kingNow where my mu*****in’ crown?[Swiss Beatz]I’ma boss, she a bossWe don’t care what it costYou just buy that mother*****er and you throw that mother*****er onYou keep poppin’ them tagsWe just throw it in bagsAnd then we hit the *****ing block, we be droppin' them rags[Meek Mill]Started with a dollar, turn it to an MUsed to ride Impala, turn it to a BenzNiggas used hate me, turn into my friendsYou should see how people treat you when that money coming inBad *****es callin’ cause I'm ballin’And these niggas hatin’ on me cause they starvin'And I'm parkin' Aston Martins where they walkin'These *****es ain't importantThey informants really talkin' when the people get to honkin'I'm a boss really, Nino or Al PacinoHundred racks on this Rollie, he light up like a casinoNiggas really be fraud, I’ma keep it a c-noteGot shooters down in Miami, they throw it like Dan Marino[Rick Ross]Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacksEverybody prayin' for me, I respect thatWoke up in the hospital, where my checks atThen I put eight chains, where my necks atHoppin' in the Ghost, I feel I'm dead setWorth 40 M's so respect thatI put all my jewels on just to bone your chickYou know the boss well known for leavin' bonusesWe makin' money, may it marinateWhen the work clean, cut it like it’s carrot cakeD-boys love the way I narrateI still whip it like it's Anna MaeRemember Momma had a CavalierNow she livin' like a Cleveland CavalierBetter check the stats, we fillin' arenasAnd I got the gats, Gilbert Arena’s[Refrain][Swizz Beatz]You a boss, you a bossSeven five, seven showers on herSpend about thirteen hours on it757 with the showers on itWe spent about thirteen hours on it[Lil' Wayne]Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trickI just *****ed an Avatar, now I got a blue dickMoney talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fitYou pushin' up daisies, daffodils, tulipsI'm in my zone, I'm Angie StonedI point the pistol at you like a camera phoneI'm Young Money, Cash Money, I'm not humanI’m tryna get money, money like Mark CubanIf she don’t respect me, she gon respect this dickThe world is an ***** and we the next big shitDamn right I gang bang, tell 'em blood up slime*****, I had to say ***** one time, get it[Birdman]When I came up in this ***** I was shinin' every summerTook the whole thing, the young nigga doin' numbersTote two nines, iced out stuntin’Candy on the Ave, candy on the slabHundred Gs nigga, Cash Money millionairesHundred mill, how we flipped it off the aveBlood rich gang, you know we filthy niggaThe money do swang, behind a killa niggaCatch me uptown puttin’ it downMovin' all around, new fleets with my roundTouch another town, puttin’ it all downPop a hundred bottles *****, we wear the crown[Refrain]
