I'm A Boss

Ricky Ross

Raekwon the Chef

305 M-I-Yayo

Y'all know what time it is (Trilla)

Boss

When I'm in the crib (Crib), know what time it is (Is)

I'm tryna get a mill' (Mill'), some money I can feel (Feel)

Fuck them bank accounts (Accounts), need my money in bags (Bags)

If you comin' in funny, I'm gunnin' your ass

Nigga, take a look at me (Ross), tell me what's fuckin' funny (Funny)

Bitch, I'm a top shotter (Shotter), just call him Max Gunny (Gunny)

Yeah, I'm the Pac-Man (Yeah), I keep the packs comin' (Comin')

And I got a whole line, so when that

Sack comin', baby, I can hold mine

Or I can pitch back (Back)

Or I can run a option, get it poppin', whip that (What?)

All my Cuban links (Links), still rockin' they Cuban links (Links)

And they ready to swim (Swim), them mini Cuban sinks (Sinks)

I got it orchestrated (What?), 'cause I'm a communist (What?)

Hundred for the charm (Charm), somethin' to calm the wrist (Wrist)

My nigga Raekwon (One), yeah, he the fuckin' chef (Chef)

So what we cook in the kitchen, it taste

The fuckin' best (The fuckin' best)

Nigga, I'm a boss

You can catch me with the top knocked off

In the trap gettin' blocks knocked off

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

And I'ma show these niggas I ain't gotta talk

I got a chauffeur, nigga, I ain't got to walk

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

Cross the line, pay the fine, top cost

Lose your mind when the nine pop off

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

I'm a boss, I'm a boss

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

I'm a boss, I'm a boss

You know we rich, Rick

My vultures, they get dipped, we postin'

It's in motion, when that blow come, we flip (Flip)

Can't take us nowhere, pa, too many spaceships

Lay in the open, new Nikes with glaciers

Love robbin' niggas, crackin' heads open

It's like tennis, pa, I'm like Venus with the lead smoke

And pipin' hot heroes, gondoleros, new Aston

Sky blue jammies, skatin' on zeros

Shorts on, tree lands, cable on, hang to my navel

Diamond down, smokin' cheeba, Grey Goose

Dreamin' 'bout lasagna, the beef watery

Half glass of whiskey, fly light skin lil' shorty

All my bitches, they bang, it's obvious

We be the gods, rep me and my mobsters

Sing, we monsters, rocket launchers

Razor blades with wands on us, shoot up the telly, go bonkers

Nigga, I'm a boss

You can catch me with the top knocked off

In the trap gettin' blocks knocked off

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

And I'ma show these niggas I ain't gotta talk

I got a chauffeur, nigga, I ain't got to walk

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

Cross the line, pay the fine, top cost

Lose your mind when the nine pop off

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

I'm a boss, I'm a boss

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

I'm a boss, I'm a boss

Yo, I'm the money collector (Collector)

For that money, I'll stretch ya

Yeah, I'll flatline you with that gun

That's up under my dresser (What?)

I be handlin' pies (Pies), goddamn it, I'm fly (Fly)

It's so hot that if I jump, I'll land in the sky

Yeah, you ain't pushin' no weight

Weight), you a pussy, you fake (Fake)

I be cookin' that base, butter, just look at they face

Light keep 'em comin' back, The Don keep 'em comin' back (Back)

It's the boss and Rick Ross on the fuckin' track

Nigga, I'm a boss

You can catch me with the top knocked off

In the trap gettin' blocks knocked off

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

And I'ma show these niggas I ain't gotta talk

I got a chauffeur, nigga, I ain't got to walk

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

Cross the line, pay the fine, top cost

Lose your mind when the nine pop off

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

I'm a boss, I'm a boss

'Cause nigga, I'm a boss

I'm a boss, I'm a boss