Текст песни Da Bosses Lady

featuring Chameleon

(Scarface excerpt) That chick hes with....she like me. Oh she likes you

huh? How do you know? The eyes Chico....they never lie. What are you

serious? Yeah I'm serious....What do you think? Man thats the bosses

lady you're gonna get us killed. The bosses lady? fuck you man!....the

bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got some of that for

me?...would you kiss me if I wear that hat?

Verse 1 (Kool G. Rap)

I had to have her, since my first glance at her

pimp stance at her

watchin' men throwin' Banjamins and Grants at her

bottles of Italy and France at her

advance at her, spit romance at her

Champagne glasses chatter

ass fatter than that actress up in Family Matters

lips thicker than Mick Jaggers

dick so hard the shit could stab her

she pushed a sick Jaguar

paint shined like it was black lacker

she carried a small gat for back up

whole shit spectacular

peepin' out her frame, walkin' in back of her

she had the hour glass shape

had my blood flowin' fast paced

past late, get that ass raped, fast tied up with mask tape

mad papes, I could tell by the way she was draped

her sex mate's caked up like Drake's

he's got the crib by the lake

wanted by the jakes

for takin' powder weight outta state

they straight sorrounded his crib with tower gates

garden lookin' like a flowered wake

every hour he make about enough dough to spoil this bitch sour

sex, money, and power, pussy good enough to devour

I hit her up inside the marble tiled shower

then snapped back to reality

he said her name was Valerie

dont fuck around with that Ho, a nigga's on the salary

pockets too low calorie

her man will get his cavalry

and straight turn the town to a shootin' gallery

Chorus - off his life, to get in good with the bosses wife, cross his

life just to floss his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch

the night, if the thoughts is right, bodies could get lost inspite

repeat once

Verse 2: (Chameleon)

The bosses lady, I cocks the four-fifth and holds it steady baby

my man ships more weight than the fuckin' Navy

out to get this gravy, so you can't take mine

you crossed the line

fuckin' with the bosses devine
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ay yo, his mans, they commit crimes

found out you tryin' to fuck with his dime

you layed your life on the line

but the cards are in my hands

I love this rich man, and fuckin' you is not in the plan

I'm out to get grands and live on my own land

so why fuck with that help?

I'm livin' in wealth, you under his belt

hourglass figure I know you felt

wonderin' how the pussy smelt

lavish taste will have you livin' in debt

fantasizin' 'bout his wifes sex,

so how could you disrespect the man

that supplies the cash for your checks?

on the low 'cause you know he blaze tecks

and you fear for whats next

your life is in debt for tryin' to get my pussy wet

realize the bigger picture

I deal with bigger figures

I got no time for affairs with the average niggas

keep the lustin' to a limit

'cause ain't no benefits in it

too much to lose if I let you hit it

you know the force is deep

and you wanna creep

thinkin' how sweet it would be if I just let you eat

but to the boss yo, I gotta stay true

the chump change won't do

so me with you isn't happenin' boo

verse 3: (Both)

(G. Rap) I like ya style, kid you get wild

let the chips pile

my clique slit smiles across your mans throat so look who's big now

barkin' on shit like a (?)

lame chick you got this shit foul

we got the big bricks shipped in from miles

while I'm whippin' shit with 6 plus 6 valves

makin' millions off Fiscal

we regulated,

boo I guess you haven't heard the latest about these new agents

stackin' outrageous

(Chameleon) Yeah, I heard about the way you flip birds,

got these niggas standin' on the curb sellin' cocaine and erbs

you and my nigga exchanged words then parted ways

you swore to God all day

your squad would spray my man in all kinds of sick and retarded ways

(G. Rap) straight gave him a harp to play

(Chameleon) I peeped your resume

(G. Rap) you with me Angel?

(Chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but I should bang you

Chorus 2X