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Bossy Lady Lyrics - Rick Ross

Lyrics

Verse 1: Rick Ross
Shawty look I know my ego looking 40 foot,
Big chain not talking bout the naughty look
Mind guardness I'm going for the sparty look,
he young and rich and bitch that go without an argument,
my kicks Brown now I'm looking for Rihanna nem,
smoke junkie kush funkier than Parliament,
what's the problem then, girl fuck ya apartment
move in with me on the beach now you top ten,
you could do the spa, see the new
these my feelings and I'm really feeling who you are
baby light brown, with the right smile
first lady and she ready for the white house.

Chrous: Ne-Yo
Baby you, do shine just like I do
just like you're supposed to,
Everyone knows you're the boss's girl,
My diamond envy of all your friends
These moves that we're making got us on top of the world
you're the boss's girl, ohh Baby you're the boss's girl
Baby you're the boss's girl

Verse 2: Rick Ross
Stretch limonzines, tall waterfalls, valley at the crib
my cars I love 'em all
boss lady she the band knots, millionaire
I know that other man not, let her call the shots,
she want me on the top
and the way I want it it'll be a month before I stop
kinda walk funny, stumble out the pad snap
of her finger niggas picking up her tab
walking through the mall, got me carrying her bags
I gotta pause cause the motherfucker bad.

Chorus: Ne-Yo
Baby you, do shine just like I do,
just like you're supposed to
Everyone knows you're the boss's girl
My diamond, envy of all of your friends
These moves that we're making
got us on top of the world, you're the boss's girl, oooh
Baby you're the boss's girl
Baby you're the boss's girl

Verse 3: Rick Ross
Cruising down Collins, knocking Trick Daddy
when I'm upset all my niggas trigger happy
do me a favor, watch your behavior
cause there insanes will send you straight to your savior
looking at my saving baby I can save ya
take ya para-sailing straight to Jamaica
ya man a bot? boy, what the bumble clot, you deserve better
6 car garage, come in late night, airport
as I take fright, I'm your air jordan, we the world champs
come and ball with us
gotta take my time when I put it all in her

Chorus: Ne-Yo
Baby you, do shine just like I do
just like you're supposed to
Everyone knows you're the boss's girl
My diamond envy of all your friends
These moves that we're making
got us on top of the world,
you're the boss's girl, ohh
Baby you're the boss's girl
Baby you're the Boss's girl


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