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Larry Dubb - Boss Up (feat. Hst Ocho) Lyrics



Larry Dubb - Boss Up (feat. Hst Ocho) Lyrics




Aye Doe

I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to

I had to boss up, on my last bitch
F*ck a future, imma leave you in my past bitch
You in your feelings cause you see me getting mad chips
Dubb and Ocho, what that is, that's a bag bitch

I had to boss up, on my last hoe
Touch a band, started acting like a asshole
Gave her pipe, now she leaning like a flag pole
Bet she know the name, she gone give it if we ask for

Man, no names, imma stick to the subject
Tried to play a real P, now i'm hittin her cousin
And my damn feet hurt, all these tracks that I'm runnin
And my fingers getting itchy, all this money i'm touchin

I done caught a couple bodies, cause they heard that i'm buzzin
Always talkin bout relations, I ain't into the cuffin
She stay trying to wear my chain, so i'm switching the Subject
Tell her baby buss it down, that's the end of discussion

Return of the mack, Larry Dubb with two B's nigga
And I got it on my own, on my two feet nigga
Give a nigga six shots, like two 3's nigga
If she wanna stay the night, then that's two g's nigga

Song play, say it's Ocho, so she know me lil nigga
And just cause I shook yo hand don't mean we homies lil Nigga
I ain't quick to pull a stick but i'll fold me a nigga
But this bitch got twenty shots, i'll Ginobili a nigga

Say lil baby, so you thought you could play me
Now her auntie wanna blam, cause she heard that i'm Famous
Got her legs on my shoulders, givin pressure from angles
Tell her I could ease her mind, I'll give her a facial

Said you was famous, she said she ain't like me
But the other night, was tuggin on my white tee
Hype beast shoot the whole clip like spike lee
Dumb ass, one two, if her nigga wanna fight me

She was tuggin on yo white tee, said that nigga wanna Fight who
I seen that nigga, he like 5'2

Wait, nigga 5'2 ?

Yeah, that nigga, he's a dork
He ain't ever played sports, we use to kick him off the Court
I ain't worried bout no hoe cause that ain't making me rich
She be all in the live, while i'm making the hits
And her ass be trippin but she likin my pics
I ain't worried bout a fit, cause these bitches ain't shit
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English

Aye Doe

I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to

I had to boss up, on my last bitch
F*ck a future, imma leave you in my past bitch
You in your feelings cause you see me getting mad chips
Dubb and Ocho, what that is, that's a bag bitch

I had to boss up, on my last hoe
Touch a band, started acting like a asshole
Gave her pipe, now she leaning like a flag pole
Bet she know the name, she gone give it if we ask for

Man, no names, imma stick to the subject
Tried to play a real P, now i'm hittin her cousin
And my damn feet hurt, all these tracks that I'm runnin
And my fingers getting itchy, all this money i'm touchin

I done caught a couple bodies, cause they heard that i'm buzzin
Always talkin bout relations, I ain't into the cuffin
She stay trying to wear my chain, so i'm switching the Subject
Tell her baby buss it down, that's the end of discussion

Return of the mack, Larry Dubb with two B's nigga
And I got it on my own, on my two feet nigga
Give a nigga six shots, like two 3's nigga
If she wanna stay the night, then that's two g's nigga

Song play, say it's Ocho, so she know me lil nigga
And just cause I shook yo hand don't mean we homies lil Nigga
I ain't quick to pull a stick but i'll fold me a nigga
But this bitch got twenty shots, i'll Ginobili a nigga

Say lil baby, so you thought you could play me
Now her auntie wanna blam, cause she heard that i'm Famous
Got her legs on my shoulders, givin pressure from angles
Tell her I could ease her mind, I'll give her a facial

Said you was famous, she said she ain't like me
But the other night, was tuggin on my white tee
Hype beast shoot the whole clip like spike lee
Dumb ass, one two, if her nigga wanna fight me

She was tuggin on yo white tee, said that nigga wanna Fight who
I seen that nigga, he like 5'2

Wait, nigga 5'2 ?

Yeah, that nigga, he's a dork
He ain't ever played sports, we use to kick him off the Court
I ain't worried bout no hoe cause that ain't making me rich
She be all in the live, while i'm making the hits
And her ass be trippin but she likin my pics
I ain't worried bout a fit, cause these bitches ain't shit
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Writer: Dion Binion, Larry Wells Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Larry Dubb
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Dion Binion, Larry Wells Jr

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