Da Bosses Lady - Kool G Rap.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Bagley, Wilson
[00:02.07](scarface excerpt) that chick hes with....she like me. oh, she likes you
[00:07.41]Huh? how do you know? the eyes chico....they never lie. what, are you
[00:15.90]Serious? yeah, i'm serious....what do you think? man, thats the bosses
[00:21.33]Lady, you're gonna get us killed. the bosses lady? ****ing you man!....th
[00:24.72]Bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got some of that for
[00:30.27]Me?...would you kiss me if i wear that hat?
[00:33.75]Verse 1 (kool g. rap)
[00:34.20]I had to have her, since my first glance at her
[00:36.27]Pimp stance at her
[00:37.20]Watchin' men throwin' banjamins and grants at her
[00:39.45]Bottles of italy and france at her
[00:41.31]Advance at her, spit romance at her
[00:43.53]Champagne glasses chatter
[00:45.12]Ass fatter than that actress up in family matters
[00:47.58]Lips thicker than mick jaggers
[00:49.32]****ing so hard the mattress could stab her
[00:50.73]She pushed a sick jaguar
[00:52.08]Paint bitches like it was black lacker
[00:53.88]She carried a small gat for back up
[00:55.56]Whole bitches spectacular
[00:56.76]Peepin' out her frame, walkin' in back of her
[00:58.56]She had the hour glass shape
[01:00.00]Had my blood flowin' fast paced
[01:01.38]Past late, get that ass raped, fast tied up with mask tape
[01:04.20]Mad papes, i could tell by the way she was draped
[01:07.11]Her *** mate's caked up like drake's
[01:08.49]He's got the crib by the lake
[01:09.87]Wanted by the jakes
[01:10.80]For takin' powder weight outta state
[01:12.21]They straight sorrounded his crib with tower gates
[01:14.58]Garden lookin' like a flowered wake
[01:16.35]Every hour he make about enough dough to spoil this bitch sour
[01:19.44]Sex, money, and power, bitches good enough to devour
[01:22.44]I hit her up inside the marble tiled shower
[01:24.51]Then snapped back to reality
[01:26.28]He said her name was valerie
[01:27.30]Don't **** around with that ho, a nigga's on the sala
[01:29.79]Pockets too low calorie
[01:31.02]Her man will get his cavalry
[01:32.25]And straight turn the town to a shootin' gallery
[01:34.26]Chorus - off his life, to get in good with the bosses wife, cross his
[01:37.44]Life just to floss his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch
[01:41.01]The night, if the thoughts is right, bodies could get lost inspite
[01:43.95]Repeat once
[01:46.86]Verse 2: (chameleon)
[01:53.97]The bosses lady, I ****ing the four-fifth and holds it steady bab
[01:57.03]My man slaps more weight than the ****ing navy
[01:59.40]Out to get this gravy, so you can't take mine
[02:01.47]You crossed the line
[02:02.49]****ing with the bosses divine
[02:03.81]Ay yo, his mans, they commit crimes
[02:05.91]Found out you tryin' to **** with his dim
[02:07.68]You layed your life on the line
[02:08.97]But the cards are in my hands
[02:10.77]I love this rich man, and ****ing you is not in the pla
[02:13.23]I'm out to get grands and live on my own land
[02:15.69]So why ****ing with that help
[02:17.01]I'm livin' in wealth, you under his belt
[02:19.05]Hourglass figure i know you felt
[02:20.70]Wonderin' how the **** I'm felt
[02:22.17]Lavish taste will have you livin' in debt
[02:23.94]Fantasizin' 'bout his wifes ***,
[02:25.26]So how could you disrespect the man
[02:27.39]That supplies the cash for your checks?
[02:28.89]On the low 'cause you know he blaze tecks
[02:30.87]And you fear for whats next
[02:31.98]Your life is in debt for tryin' to get my pussy wet
[02:34.35]Realize the bigger picture
[02:35.73]I deal with bigger figures
[02:37.14]I got no time for affairs with the average mother****ers
[02:39.33]Keep the lustin' to a limit
[02:40.62]'cause ain't no benefits in it
[02:41.94]Too much to lose if i let you hit it
[02:43.80]You know the force is deep
[02:45.27]And you wanna creep
[02:46.20]Thinkin' how sweet it would be if i just let you eat
[02:48.87]But to the boss yo, i gotta stay true
[02:50.73]The chump change won't do
[02:52.02]So me with you isn't happenin' boo
[02:53.43]Verse 3: (both)
[02:53.70](g. rap) i like ya style, kid you get wild
[02:55.62]Let the chips pile
[02:56.40]My clique slit smiles across your mans throat so look who's big now
[02:59.25]Barkin' on that shit like a (?)
[03:00.24]Lame chick you got this shit foul
[03:02.37]We got the big bricks *******pped in from miles
[03:04.11]While i'm whippin' shit with 6 plus 6 valves
[03:06.06]Makin' millions off fiscal
[03:07.26]We regulated,
[03:08.10]Boo i guess you haven't heard the latest about these new agents
[03:10.80]Stackin' outrageous
[03:11.55](chameleon) yeah, i heard about the way you flip birds,
[03:13.44]Got these niggas standin' on the curb sellin' dimes and herbs
[03:15.81]You and my niggas exchanged words then parted ways
[03:18.21]You swore to god all day
[03:19.17]Your squad would spray my man in all kinds of sick and retarded ways
[03:21.60](g. rap) straight gave him a harp to play
[03:22.95](chameleon) i peeped your resume
[03:24.06](g. rap) you with me angel?
[03:24.84](chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but i should bang you
[03:44.91]Chorus 2x
文本歌词
作词 : Bagley, Wilson
(scarface excerpt) that chick hes with....she like me. oh, she likes you
Huh? how do you know? the eyes chico....they never lie. what, are you
Serious? yeah, i'm serious....what do you think? man, thats the bosses
Lady, you're gonna get us killed. the bosses lady? ****ing you man!....th
Bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got some of that for
Me?...would you kiss me if i wear that hat?
Verse 1 (kool g. rap)
I had to have her, since my first glance at her
Pimp stance at her
Watchin' men throwin' banjamins and grants at her
Bottles of italy and france at her
Advance at her, spit romance at her
Champagne glasses chatter
Ass fatter than that actress up in family matters
Lips thicker than mick jaggers
****ing so hard the mattress could stab her
She pushed a sick jaguar
Paint bitches like it was black lacker
She carried a small gat for back up
Whole bitches spectacular
Peepin' out her frame, walkin' in back of her
She had the hour glass shape
Had my blood flowin' fast paced
Past late, get that ass raped, fast tied up with mask tape
Mad papes, i could tell by the way she was draped
Her *** mate's caked up like drake's
He's got the crib by the lake
Wanted by the jakes
For takin' powder weight outta state
They straight sorrounded his crib with tower gates
Garden lookin' like a flowered wake
Every hour he make about enough dough to spoil this bitch sour
Sex, money, and power, bitches good enough to devour
I hit her up inside the marble tiled shower
Then snapped back to reality
He said her name was valerie
Don't **** around with that ho, a nigga's on the sala
Pockets too low calorie
Her man will get his cavalry
And straight turn the town to a shootin' gallery
Chorus - off his life, to get in good with the bosses wife, cross his
Life just to floss his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch
The night, if the thoughts is right, bodies could get lost inspite
Repeat once
Verse 2: (chameleon)
The bosses lady, I ****ing the four-fifth and holds it steady bab
My man slaps more weight than the ****ing navy
Out to get this gravy, so you can't take mine
You crossed the line
****ing with the bosses divine
Ay yo, his mans, they commit crimes
Found out you tryin' to **** with his dim
You layed your life on the line
But the cards are in my hands
I love this rich man, and ****ing you is not in the pla
I'm out to get grands and live on my own land
So why ****ing with that help
I'm livin' in wealth, you under his belt
Hourglass figure i know you felt
Wonderin' how the **** I'm felt
Lavish taste will have you livin' in debt
Fantasizin' 'bout his wifes ***,
So how could you disrespect the man
That supplies the cash for your checks?
On the low 'cause you know he blaze tecks
And you fear for whats next
Your life is in debt for tryin' to get my pussy wet
Realize the bigger picture
I deal with bigger figures
I got no time for affairs with the average mother****ers
Keep the lustin' to a limit
'cause ain't no benefits in it
Too much to lose if i let you hit it
You know the force is deep
And you wanna creep
Thinkin' how sweet it would be if i just let you eat
But to the boss yo, i gotta stay true
The chump change won't do
So me with you isn't happenin' boo
Verse 3: (both)
(g. rap) i like ya style, kid you get wild
Let the chips pile
My clique slit smiles across your mans throat so look who's big now
Barkin' on that shit like a (?)
Lame chick you got this shit foul
We got the big bricks *******pped in from miles
While i'm whippin' shit with 6 plus 6 valves
Makin' millions off fiscal
We regulated,
Boo i guess you haven't heard the latest about these new agents
Stackin' outrageous
(chameleon) yeah, i heard about the way you flip birds,
Got these niggas standin' on the curb sellin' dimes and herbs
You and my niggas exchanged words then parted ways
You swore to god all day
Your squad would spray my man in all kinds of sick and retarded ways
(g. rap) straight gave him a harp to play
(chameleon) i peeped your resume
(g. rap) you with me angel?
(chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but i should bang you
Chorus 2x