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Boss Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: Voodoo Lu
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Louis Lu




Voodoo Lu - Boss Shit Lyrics
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I ain't trynna waste time I be on my boss shit
Casinos to the bank lines making cash deposits
Waiting on a slip up I gotta stay cautious
Diamonds got her wet now she dripping like a faucet
Hit me on the landline drug deals in the office
Got a bitch on standby she give brain like a doctorate
Louis V and Burberry f*cking with that posh shit
New Money if I like it see it imma cop it
Off the flight my red eyes see it through my optics
We ain't f*cking around with a bitch if she too talkative
Rookies trynna ride the wave but they feeling nauseous
Trynna keep up and they end up emptying they wallets
Snakes in the grass I just see right through the camo
I be getting whole loaves y'all settle for Panko
Tough guys on camera acting like you Rambo
What you do when shit pops off cause we ready to handle
Rain bullets like a movie set shoot from angles
I ain't trynna start shit just don't come near my fam tho
Talk bout we go way back Fubu and em Kangols
You was my dog I had to put you down was painful
Watch your back protect your ankles backstabbers double crossing
They be jealous pocket watching / with you when you shining flossing
I be coming with the whole house betting all in
Need a ride or die bitch / with me till we both in coffins
I ain't trynna waste time I be on my boss shit
Casinos to the bank lines making cash deposits
Waiting on a slip up I gotta stay cautious
Diamonds got her wet now she dripping like a faucet
Hit me on the landline drug deals in the office
Got a bitch on standby she give brain like a doctorate
Louis V and Burberry f*cking with that posh shit
New Money if I like it see it imma cop it
I be on my grade A you be smoking dog shit
Room service fruit platters fountains made of chocolate
Who went with me on vacay / bitches wanna gossip
Can't f*ck with these broke hoes they used the kids as hostage
Don't make me lose my temper / ref gon call a stoppage
Love or hate or I don't give a f*ck / just being honest
Fake friends told on me said I sold narcotics
Try and lie right to my face you must think I'm a novice
No more winter nights take her somewhere in the tropics
Want be on a G6 / caviar in cockpit
Might just cop that Gucci bag just to look obnoxious
Get money all over the map bitches look exotic
Older I should know better rolling with em go gettas
Baggies in my Montclair pushing through the snow weather
Best stay down don't get up or the whole crowd getting wet up
Say you wishing me the best luck I know that that shits a set up
I ain't trynna waste time I be on my boss shit
Casinos to the bank lines making cash deposits
Waiting on a slip up I gotta stay cautious
Diamonds got her wet now she dripping like a faucet
Hit me on the landline drug deals in the office
Got a bitch on standby she give brain like a doctorate
Louis V and Burberry f*cking with that posh shit
New Money if I like it see it imma cop it
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I ain't trynna waste time I be on my boss shit
Casinos to the bank lines making cash deposits
Waiting on a slip up I gotta stay cautious
Diamonds got her wet now she dripping like a faucet
Hit me on the landline drug deals in the office
Got a bitch on standby she give brain like a doctorate
Louis V and Burberry f*cking with that posh shit
New Money if I like it see it imma cop it
Off the flight my red eyes see it through my optics
We ain't f*cking around with a bitch if she too talkative
Rookies trynna ride the wave but they feeling nauseous
Trynna keep up and they end up emptying they wallets
Snakes in the grass I just see right through the camo
I be getting whole loaves y'all settle for Panko
Tough guys on camera acting like you Rambo
What you do when shit pops off cause we ready to handle
Rain bullets like a movie set shoot from angles
I ain't trynna start shit just don't come near my fam tho
Talk bout we go way back Fubu and em Kangols
You was my dog I had to put you down was painful
Watch your back protect your ankles backstabbers double crossing
They be jealous pocket watching / with you when you shining flossing
I be coming with the whole house betting all in
Need a ride or die bitch / with me till we both in coffins
I ain't trynna waste time I be on my boss shit
Casinos to the bank lines making cash deposits
Waiting on a slip up I gotta stay cautious
Diamonds got her wet now she dripping like a faucet
Hit me on the landline drug deals in the office
Got a bitch on standby she give brain like a doctorate
Louis V and Burberry f*cking with that posh shit
New Money if I like it see it imma cop it
I be on my grade A you be smoking dog shit
Room service fruit platters fountains made of chocolate
Who went with me on vacay / bitches wanna gossip
Can't f*ck with these broke hoes they used the kids as hostage
Don't make me lose my temper / ref gon call a stoppage
Love or hate or I don't give a f*ck / just being honest
Fake friends told on me said I sold narcotics
Try and lie right to my face you must think I'm a novice
No more winter nights take her somewhere in the tropics
Want be on a G6 / caviar in cockpit
Might just cop that Gucci bag just to look obnoxious
Get money all over the map bitches look exotic
Older I should know better rolling with em go gettas
Baggies in my Montclair pushing through the snow weather
Best stay down don't get up or the whole crowd getting wet up
Say you wishing me the best luck I know that that shits a set up
I ain't trynna waste time I be on my boss shit
Casinos to the bank lines making cash deposits
Waiting on a slip up I gotta stay cautious
Diamonds got her wet now she dripping like a faucet
Hit me on the landline drug deals in the office
Got a bitch on standby she give brain like a doctorate
Louis V and Burberry f*cking with that posh shit
New Money if I like it see it imma cop it
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Writer: Louis Lu
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