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letra de warriors - bossy

(bossy verse)

she staring at my wrist like she looking at train crash
red and yellow diamonds like stain glass
paper cut fingers from the blue cash
rockefeller money i’m like dame

i’m on yacht b-tch
somewhere in the tropics
eating sushi with a latina we using chopsticks
i never liked boats, so she know not to rock it
so i count my bands and let her tan until we dock it
n-gga proceed with caution
testing me not an option 17 in my clip
my n-gga you will get all them
i keep it for defense, you n-ggas stay on offense
i just drew a line in the sand, don’t cross it

i work my b-tch out
leave her wet, call it cross fit
i kicked your b-tch out
she a thief, on tape stealing boxes

she get fired on her day off
sl-ttin be her day job
i ain’t want the p-ssy
but she top me till her jaw lock
big money, came with a big risk
on the beach counting bread
i can feed the birds or i could feed the fish
over your head
i just play the background
d-mn near looking like i’m blending
i’m d-mn near standing out
versace trunks on the boardwalk
h-lla bands buss in out
somethings just don’t look familiar
being broke and down an out
i just got a text from my accountant
he said settle down
i can’t settle down
the plug just docked and that’s a touchdown

(clinton haze verse)

beautiful beaches
pretty women
best-est life that we living
that liquor sipping
skinny dipping b-tches keeping it pimpn
got my dreads braided to the back
fresh nothing new to that
bruised chain , blue on back
diamonds, yeah
hit from behind
that’s the heimlich yeah
that p-ssy too wet had to dive in
fish scale colored whip
fish tailing in the whip
half or a quarter brick
whole things too
yeah my n-ggas got them drumsticks
yeahn them whole wings too
yea we rolling up the green
like we bowling, woo
feeling rick flair
need to cop rolex
got that work
yea i got that boflex
hit me
if you wanna hang need a coat check
give her heroine s-x
yea that dope d-ck
super i’ll wit it b-tch i’m so sick
vu le vu vu shea kiss my ass
b-tch i’m no french oh sh-t
doing my thing doing my thing yea
lucifer flames lucifer flames i’m hot
that buddha is dank buddha is dank
think i’m whack maury had determined that was a lie
i’m the truth
who the f-ck is you
n-gga you a n0body
b-tches on my jock like they gold bond
sniff a little powder
weed is kinda louder than the music
cool with the plug cuz we known blow fuses
bang

- bossy

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