Countin up cash, really get money
I only take baths
I'm not her father, she calling me dad
Overweight pockets, they getting too fat
Cartier frames, I see that they cap
She know I'm the man, give it up for a bag
I cannot save, I keep popping tags
Minus these niggas, but my money add
I'm a bossman, I work too hard
All my engines push to start
Momma said ima hit the charts
Gucci on the shoe, with a double G scarf
Like Fendi shoes, and spending the cash
Wearing the Louie, designer her bag
F*ck on the bitches too, add them like math
Diamonds wet like pool, and my wood is gas
I be in valley, posted
Gelato be havin me, rollin
Bitches wanna sack me, I'm scoring
Can't have me, you boring
Told to my ma gotta cop a new place
I be in love with blue face
Why the f*ck would I be stuck on a bitch
Niggas just stuck in a phase
Hop up in the jag, I'm speeding
Baby I'm balling at Neimans
Know you, know you seen it
Call me Paul I mean it, yeah
I come with the drip, yeah
Lit like bic, yeah
Told the teacher I'm touring
In the back of the class, she mad I'm snoring
Gotta be up early morning
Foenem catch bodies no warning
She ate it up first in the morning
I gave her Chanel, it's making her horny
Foenem just copped a Jag, ain't have none now we ride exotic
Yeah I was chasing a bag, now all my bags I buy at Onyx
Yves Saint Laurent and I do what I want, ain't cappin I'm just being honest
Designer my closet, shorty with me hotter than August
Countin up cash, really get money
I only take baths
I'm not her father, she calling me dad
Overweight pockets, they getting too fat
Cartier frames, I see that they cap
She know I'm the man, give it up for a bag
I cannot save, I keep popping tags
Minus these niggas, but my money add
I'm a bossman, I work too hard
All my engines push to start
Momma said ima hit the charts
Gucci on the shoe, with a double G scarf
Paulie - Bossman (feat. Rich J Kid) Lyrics
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Countin up cash, really get money
I only take baths
I'm not her father, she calling me dad
Overweight pockets, they getting too fat
Cartier frames, I see that they cap
She know I'm the man, give it up for a bag
I cannot save, I keep popping tags
Minus these niggas, but my money add
I'm a bossman, I work too hard
All my engines push to start
Momma said ima hit the charts
Gucci on the shoe, with a double G scarf
Like Fendi shoes, and spending the cash
Wearing the Louie, designer her bag
F*ck on the bitches too, add them like math
Diamonds wet like pool, and my wood is gas
I be in valley, posted
Gelato be havin me, rollin
Bitches wanna sack me, I'm scoring
Can't have me, you boring
Told to my ma gotta cop a new place
I be in love with blue face
Why the f*ck would I be stuck on a bitch
Niggas just stuck in a phase
Hop up in the jag, I'm speeding
Baby I'm balling at Neimans
Know you, know you seen it
Call me Paul I mean it, yeah
I come with the drip, yeah
Lit like bic, yeah
Told the teacher I'm touring
In the back of the class, she mad I'm snoring
Gotta be up early morning
Foenem catch bodies no warning
She ate it up first in the morning
I gave her Chanel, it's making her horny
Foenem just copped a Jag, ain't have none now we ride exotic
Yeah I was chasing a bag, now all my bags I buy at Onyx
Yves Saint Laurent and I do what I want, ain't cappin I'm just being honest
Designer my closet, shorty with me hotter than August
Countin up cash, really get money
I only take baths
I'm not her father, she calling me dad
Overweight pockets, they getting too fat
Cartier frames, I see that they cap
She know I'm the man, give it up for a bag
I cannot save, I keep popping tags
Minus these niggas, but my money add
I'm a bossman, I work too hard
All my engines push to start
Momma said ima hit the charts
Gucci on the shoe, with a double G scarf
I only take baths
I'm not her father, she calling me dad
Overweight pockets, they getting too fat
Cartier frames, I see that they cap
She know I'm the man, give it up for a bag
I cannot save, I keep popping tags
Minus these niggas, but my money add
I'm a bossman, I work too hard
All my engines push to start
Momma said ima hit the charts
Gucci on the shoe, with a double G scarf
Like Fendi shoes, and spending the cash
Wearing the Louie, designer her bag
F*ck on the bitches too, add them like math
Diamonds wet like pool, and my wood is gas
I be in valley, posted
Gelato be havin me, rollin
Bitches wanna sack me, I'm scoring
Can't have me, you boring
Told to my ma gotta cop a new place
I be in love with blue face
Why the f*ck would I be stuck on a bitch
Niggas just stuck in a phase
Hop up in the jag, I'm speeding
Baby I'm balling at Neimans
Know you, know you seen it
Call me Paul I mean it, yeah
I come with the drip, yeah
Lit like bic, yeah
Told the teacher I'm touring
In the back of the class, she mad I'm snoring
Gotta be up early morning
Foenem catch bodies no warning
She ate it up first in the morning
I gave her Chanel, it's making her horny
Foenem just copped a Jag, ain't have none now we ride exotic
Yeah I was chasing a bag, now all my bags I buy at Onyx
Yves Saint Laurent and I do what I want, ain't cappin I'm just being honest
Designer my closet, shorty with me hotter than August
Countin up cash, really get money
I only take baths
I'm not her father, she calling me dad
Overweight pockets, they getting too fat
Cartier frames, I see that they cap
She know I'm the man, give it up for a bag
I cannot save, I keep popping tags
Minus these niggas, but my money add
I'm a bossman, I work too hard
All my engines push to start
Momma said ima hit the charts
Gucci on the shoe, with a double G scarf
Writer: Paul Cebzan
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