Boss - Aceyalone

Certified, just to say the least

Do or die, bona fide

Opposite the thief

and they work in the street

Head on the table, with a little underneath

Big Willy, now pretty Ricky

Roll around with Doll and Nicky

Not picky, that’s just how the game taught em

But don’t say his name, ‘cause everybody call him

Boss!

Huh!

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Her, she came up the old school way

Started out in the cut (In the cut)

Movin past tricks, the easiest way

A smile and a big old butt

Was another bubble, see

Because they all seemed magnetized

And one woman’s touch is so subtle

But it’s all just a sacrifice

For her to be the

Boss!

Huh!

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Now this one here’s a cold piece

This mama’s little hustling man

Had all the threads and even bought gold teeth

And he wanted to be so grand

Man this is what you call a dreamer

Tryna make a fantasy come true

But lo and behold, it wasn’t in his soul

No matter what he tried (No matter what he tried)

He spread his name across the game and even paid for a little respect

Just tryna buy what money cannot buy

They still ain’t learnt that yet

He’ll never be

Boss!

Huh!

(x2)