Lyrics I'm a Boss - Remix - T.I. , lil wayne , Swizz Beatz , Rick Ross , Meek Mill

I'm ride or die, as we ridin' by
Holla westside which side am I?
Beemer 760i, Try me, let off 60 shots
Again we got the city hot and
Poppin' like it 'posed to be
Hoes who not menaging got no business standing close to me
So cold, a ferocious G
Niggas ain't as dope as me, mind you fuckin' business
Watch ya mouth when you approaching me
I fuck with hoes who fucks with hoes, do pills and powder socially
I like em I don't love 'em though, cold heart emotionally
Ask me where the ocean is
Ridin in a ghost again
Slap it wit' a lot of spit until she swallow all of it
Call the shots, run the shit
On some big money shit
Serious 'bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shit
Rappin' 'bout a bunch of shit
And you ain't even done it yet
You the one they gunnin' at
How I'm 'posed to honor that?

You all talk dawg, flow and I ain't having none of that
I'm big boss dawg floss all day, run it back

Bitch, I'm a BOSS!
Bitch, I'm a BOSS!
I'ma boss, I'ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
We in this bitch

It's goin' down
Yeah, I'm the king
Now where my mufuckin' crown?

You a boss, you a boss
He don't care what it cost

You just buy that muthafucka and you throw that shit on?
You be poppin' them tags
We just throw it in bags
And then we hit the fucking block, we be dropping them rags

Started with a dollar, turned it to a M
Used to ride Impala, turned it to a Benz
Niggaz used hate me, turned into my friends
You should see how people treat you when that money coming in
Bad bitches callin' cause I'm ballin'
And these niggas hatin' on me cause they starving and I'm parking Aston Martin's where they walking
These bitches ain't important, they informants really talking when the people get to honking

I'ma a boss, really, Nino or Al Pacino
> Hundred racks on his Rollie, it light up like a casino
Niggas really be fraud, I'ma keep it a c-note
> Got shooters down in Miami
They throw it like Dan Marino

Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks
Everybody praying for me, I respect that
Woke up in the hospital, where my checks at?
Then I put 8 chains where my necks at
> Hopping in the Ghost I feel I'm best at
Worth 40 M's so respect that
> I put all my jewels on just to bone your chick
You know the boss well known for leaving bonuses
We making money, may it marinate

When the work clean, cut it like it's carrot cake
D-boys love the way I narrate
I still whip it like it's Anna Mae Remember momma had a cavalier
Now she living like a Cleveland Cavalier
Better check the stats, we filling arena's

And I got the gats, Gilbert Arenas

You a boss, you a boss
75, 7 showers on her
Spend about 13 hours on it
757 with the showers on it
We spent about 13 hours on it

Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick
I just fucked the avatar, now I got a blue dick
Money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit
You pushing up daisies, daffodils, tulips

I'm in my zone, I'm Angie Stone
I point the pistol at you like a camera phone
I'm Young money, cash money, I'm not human
Boy, I'm tryna get money money like Mark Cuban
If she don't respect me, she gon' respect this dick
The World is an asshole and we the next big shit
Damn right I gang bang, tell 'em blood up slime
Fuck off, I had to say fuck one time, get it?

When I came up in this bitch I was shining every summer
Took the whole thing, the young nigga doing numbers
Tote two nine bitch, iced out stuntin'
Candy on the ave, candy on the slab
Hundred G's nigga, Cash Money millionaires
Hundred mill nigga, how we flipped it off the ave
Blood rich gang, you know we filled it nigga
The money do swing behind a killin' nigga
Catch me uptown puttin' it down
Moving all around, new fleets with my round
Touch another town, puttin' it all down
Pop a hundred bottles bitch, we wear the crown