IRC-Galleria

You don't have to love me
You don't even have to like me
But you will respect me
You know why?
Cuz I'm a boss!

I'm the first girl to scream on a track
I switched up the beat of the drum
That's right, I brought all the boys to the yard
And that's right, I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm

I'm the bitch you love to hate
I'm the chick that's raised the stake
I told young stunna he should switch to Bape
I'm back with an 808 'cause I'm bossy

Lemme slow it down for ya so you can catch the flow
Screw it up make it go extra slow
Real girls get down on the flo'
I gave you a taste you want some more
On it like a pro
I ride the beat like a bicycle, I'm icy cold
Ooh, from the 6-4 hoppers up in crenshaw
The money making playas up in Harlem
Don't want no problem
We gon' keep it bumping while the 808 is jumping

Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill

It's 'bout time that she get with me
Can't stop staring, she's fine and she's pretty
Damn girl, don't hurt 'em
If niggas don't get back, you gon' work 'em
Put your mack down, I know your background
What chu want girl, you getting mad now
That's how you do it?
Well I'm the coolest one
In fact, it's in the back bring 'em to the front (bitch)
Tell that man you's a boss, bitch
Make some noise, raise your hand if you's a boss, bitch
I don't think he understands you's a boss, bitch
Get some help if you can 'cause he lost it
Ain't no refunds, she spent the cash mayne
In your Benz with her friends in the fast lane
Flossing, you say "How much it cost me?"
About a million dollars playa, she's bossy