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Nadia Nakai - Imma Boss Lyrics



Nadia Nakai - Imma Boss Lyrics
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Top ten, I'm not ten, I'm top one
Look at my score
And I told my niggas we got one
I see the shade they throwing but you can't block son
I shine so bright that I even glow in the dark, son
The stadium is sold out
The merchandise is sold out
I did all in two weeks
I did with no roll out
You bitches need to slow down
'Cause it's about to go down
I treat my competition like my hairdo, that's a blow out
I ain't gonna say it, but I figured it out
A bunch of lames in the game, only in it for clout
Shout out to Cass now we up in the house
You'll be surprised what you find when you move all the cushions off the couch
It's just my coins
I don't need your advice
I did this shit without an album and still made it to France
I still made to Spain
I told those bitches to dance
You bitches opened your legs
I went and opened for Chance
Now this is real time
I'm the real king of SA
Small circle I don't like niggas, Young MA
Speaking Young MA, they fumble my show
But it's OK, I bounce back like MJ the GOAT

(I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch)
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit
(I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch)
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch

I said it's real talk
This is that Family Tree, top of the hill top
This is that I don't have to worry about a bill time
Straight to the money, no time for Netflix and chill time
Baby I'm still shot
And all these wack bitches
Politicking propaganda
First Femcee to bless the cover of Glamour
I ain't gonna lie, all this winning's kinda scary
Getting booked so much
I should work at the library
Man, I'm too real
You bitches go to the mall and shop for new heels
I tell my manager now go shop a new deal
We did a million views, tell me how you feel
Different brands cut a cheque now that's a few mill
In the casino with Casino
That's the fam for life
I need a favour,
I don't ever have to ask him twice
And I don't pay him If I do it's less than half the price
Everybody wanna be here
When you the face of Castle Lite
Expensive taste, you miss the prize
I'm back again, you act the man
I grab the ball, attack the rim
Who gon' win
Bitch I been

I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit
I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit
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Top ten, I'm not ten, I'm top one
Look at my score
And I told my niggas we got one
I see the shade they throwing but you can't block son
I shine so bright that I even glow in the dark, son
The stadium is sold out
The merchandise is sold out
I did all in two weeks
I did with no roll out
You bitches need to slow down
'Cause it's about to go down
I treat my competition like my hairdo, that's a blow out
I ain't gonna say it, but I figured it out
A bunch of lames in the game, only in it for clout
Shout out to Cass now we up in the house
You'll be surprised what you find when you move all the cushions off the couch
It's just my coins
I don't need your advice
I did this shit without an album and still made it to France
I still made to Spain
I told those bitches to dance
You bitches opened your legs
I went and opened for Chance
Now this is real time
I'm the real king of SA
Small circle I don't like niggas, Young MA
Speaking Young MA, they fumble my show
But it's OK, I bounce back like MJ the GOAT

(I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch)
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit
(I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch)
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch

I said it's real talk
This is that Family Tree, top of the hill top
This is that I don't have to worry about a bill time
Straight to the money, no time for Netflix and chill time
Baby I'm still shot
And all these wack bitches
Politicking propaganda
First Femcee to bless the cover of Glamour
I ain't gonna lie, all this winning's kinda scary
Getting booked so much
I should work at the library
Man, I'm too real
You bitches go to the mall and shop for new heels
I tell my manager now go shop a new deal
We did a million views, tell me how you feel
Different brands cut a cheque now that's a few mill
In the casino with Casino
That's the fam for life
I need a favour,
I don't ever have to ask him twice
And I don't pay him If I do it's less than half the price
Everybody wanna be here
When you the face of Castle Lite
Expensive taste, you miss the prize
I'm back again, you act the man
I grab the ball, attack the rim
Who gon' win
Bitch I been

I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit
I'm a boss boss boss boss boss boss boss boss Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip (bitch)
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit
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Writer: GLODY KASONGO, NADIA KANDAVA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Performed By: Nadia Nakai
Length: 2:38
Written by: GLODY KASONGO, NADIA KANDAVA

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