Need A Boss(Album Version (Explicit)) feat. Ludacris

歌詞

This that new fire man! Darkchild! Disturbing Tha Peace! Shareefa! Here's another one, LUDA! I told 'em we just gettin started man (Aiyyo, I don't think they really understand what this is Bring that back!) Ay, Shareefa where you at baby? Let's go! Come wit it - need somebody that's real GANG-sta Ain't a - toy soldier, a real GANG-sta Playa - holdin' me down like an anchor I need a pappy, somebody I call daddy Hustla - any hood he's a boss-a Trapper - under the rugs he got stacks-a Never - see movies, don't like them actors That's just what I go after, that's what I need I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! You know that he'll PAY! I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me cra-ZY! (Aiyyo Darkchild, bring that back!) Stop it - anything I want I cop it I just - want somebody to get fly wit I got - what I need, but can you top it? Yes - I'm a hot chick, somebody you can ride wit Got hips - all the boys want me to drop it So thick - niggas be buggin, I own it I may - be young, but I know what I want If you show me baby, you can get on So come on That's just one of the things, I, need Only one I'm pleas-ing, is, me Unpredictable, yeah, that's, me I can't help it, that's so sex-y I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! You know that he'll PAY! I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me cra-ZY! I'm the number one hustler of the century, s-s-see me in your dreams I'm the boss of all bosses, k-k-king of all kings I'm your favorite rapper's idol, I BEEN had the title! Call me hot sixteen wit more verses than the Bible Fifteen bank accounts, ten different bi'nesses Five different lawyers, tell 'em what the bi'ness is I live down the block, was raised up the street Want beef? I'll do like summertime and raise up the heat! I'm the leader of the pack, plus I'm STILL in the slums Man I was "Built Ford Tough", I'm as real as they come! But fake thugs love to hate, some punks be ice grillin' me Cause I g-g-got assets, no liabilities Now to infinity, grown women be feelin' me And they ain't got nuttin to lose but they virginity Still the Lova Lova, so give me a couple rubbers I'll get 'em in a room, and Luda will make 'em stutter like.. I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! You know that he'll PAY! I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me cra-ZY! I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me cra-ZY! I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-IIII-I be buggin Cause all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like HEY! Who's flossin like HEY! Tossin' dough like HEY! That drives me cra-ZY!