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Boss Shit (feat. sihtema) Video (MV)




Performed By: Zomox
Language: English
Length: 1:30
Written by: David Garcia, Eric Garcia




Zomox - Boss Shit (feat. sihtema) Lyrics
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It's sum simple what I got on
You wouldn't do like this
It kinda hard for me to miss yeah
We all fly ass shit like this yeah
This a calm fit that'll drive yo bitch insane
We on boss shit countin money that we made
She on our shit not on your side with the lames yeah
And I'm stackin on paper like it's a monopoly game
What you got on yo fit? we got helmut lang
Puff puff countin all the money that we made
And I can't stop finna blow the f*ckin bank
Can't stop aiming for the top
Shit getting too easy got this shit on lock
Everyday we hustle gotta get that guap
Living life fast we ain't got no time to stop
Pull up in that 720 doors gon' flip flop
Shawty by the side she look like a prop
Money in my pocket yeah this shit about to pop
Stackin' all this paper we ain't ever gonna drop
Up now bitch I'm up now
Up-up-up-up up now bitch I'm up now
B-b-bitch I'm doing whatever I want
I'm doing whatever I please
Ion give a f*ck you ain't a hoe I need
Aw shit she gon' turn up to my shit
We on boss shit
If I pull up with my stick Ima pop this
I can't kick it with no lames la-a-ames
This a calm fit that'll drive yo bitch insane
We on boss shit countin money that we made
She on our shit not on your side with the lames yeah
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It's sum simple what I got on
You wouldn't do like this
It kinda hard for me to miss yeah
We all fly ass shit like this yeah
This a calm fit that'll drive yo bitch insane
We on boss shit countin money that we made
She on our shit not on your side with the lames yeah
And I'm stackin on paper like it's a monopoly game
What you got on yo fit? we got helmut lang
Puff puff countin all the money that we made
And I can't stop finna blow the f*ckin bank
Can't stop aiming for the top
Shit getting too easy got this shit on lock
Everyday we hustle gotta get that guap
Living life fast we ain't got no time to stop
Pull up in that 720 doors gon' flip flop
Shawty by the side she look like a prop
Money in my pocket yeah this shit about to pop
Stackin' all this paper we ain't ever gonna drop
Up now bitch I'm up now
Up-up-up-up up now bitch I'm up now
B-b-bitch I'm doing whatever I want
I'm doing whatever I please
Ion give a f*ck you ain't a hoe I need
Aw shit she gon' turn up to my shit
We on boss shit
If I pull up with my stick Ima pop this
I can't kick it with no lames la-a-ames
This a calm fit that'll drive yo bitch insane
We on boss shit countin money that we made
She on our shit not on your side with the lames yeah
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Writer: David Garcia, Eric Garcia
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