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If you broke, go kill yourself These niggas run and chase' I'm so drunk spilling dime on my moustache Since you hating I'mma ball on your bum ass I was gonna take it easy on you but fuck that Your proof phony, you phony and your watch phony Can you even tell the time on that fake Rollie? I'm tired of niggas thinking that they doing something 'Cause they finally got some buffies now they think they all stunting What, you a teenager, boy, they only 1500 Keep it real, I spend more than that on my cleaner's bill Boy, would you please boss the fuck up Always lying in your raps, nigga, shut the fuck up How the hell we gonna believe that you out here moving bricks Wearing dirty ass kicks, nigga, you ain't selling shit I heard you hating on a player, man Can a young nigga get his paper, man Pull them hundred dollar bills and make paper planes Get a nigga monthly salary from day to day Only chance you need to boss the fuck up, boss the fuck up Running tail on them hoes, I said boss the fuck up Boss the fuck up, boss the fuck up Running tails on them niggas, I said boss the fuck up Songtexte15 carats in one piece, nigga, sum it up 4 AM in Coney Island ain't nothing to it All hundreds in my pockets crumbled up You going hard but you ain't going dumb enough Courtside, watching John Schmitt warming up Ain't on the flow with the squad, ain't on the flow with us Record to us, we them guys in the city You think somebody different, dog, bring them niggas to me Look, you ain't a boss, you a' What I spent in the club I could've bought a neon' All I want is sex like my motherfucker street sign 'can't fuck with a cheap hoe Money, money, money, money all we know Boss the fuck up, tired of balling, need a TO I heard you hating on a player, man Can a young nigga get his paper, man Pull them hundred dollar bills and make paper planes Get a nigga monthly salary from day to day Only chance you need to boss the fuck up, boss the fuck up Running tail on them hoes, I said boss the fuck up Boss the fuck up, boss the fuck up Running tails on them niggas, I said boss the fuck up Boss the fuck up Lil' nigga Boss the fuck up Bitch nigga Boss the fuck up Hoe nigga Boss the fuck up 'only hating models, guess I bust my dick up Only champagne, I done caught the hiccups We the weird Detroit in case you got shit mixed up We had to get money, being broke don't fit us Has been and will before a DJ spin us Brain look cool but I like mines lit up' Lil' nigga rolling with me, I'm all bossed up Sleeping with my chopper at night, I'm so cautious Sold dope most of my life, that's why I'm talking I heard you hating on a player, man Can a young nigga get his paper, man Pull them hundred dollar bills and make paper planes Get a nigga monthly salary from day to day Only chance you need to boss the fuck up, boss the fuck up Running tail on them hoes, I said boss the fuck up Boss the fuck up, boss the fuck up Running tails on them niggas, I said boss the fuck up Aus Songtexte Mania