I’m a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I’m a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I’m a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I’m a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I’m a boss ass–
Yo, I employ these n*ggas
They be grown men, but I little-boy these n*ggas
Want the cookie, so I gotta Chips Ahoy these n*ggas
But I never iPhone, Android these n*ggas
Use rubbers with ‘em, I’on never raw these n*ggas
More money than ‘em, I’ma son all these n*ggas
I ain’t shopping, but it’s like I gotta store these n*ggas
Put ‘em time-out and never call these n*ggas
P*ssy like girls, damn, is my p*ssy gay?
It’s a holiday — Play With My P*ssy Day!
P*ssy this, p*ssy that, p*ssy cakin’
P*ssy ride d*ck like she a Jamaican
P*ssy stay warm, p*ssy on vacation
You loose bitches need a p*ssy renovation
You can eat it with a p*ssy reservation
P*ssy ’bout to get a standing ovation
Clap, clap, clap for this p*ssy, n*gga
But I can’t give this p*ssy to a p*ssy n*gga
Aw man, slow down
I’ma give you somethin’ that you could hold down
But I can’t give you head, I’m too ill for that
I’ma make a moviestill Kill Bill for that
‘Cause what the f*ck, this ain’t Chanel, n*gga, custom gown?
What the f*ck, I ain’t smokin’ hot, bust me down?
You the same clown n*gga that was runnin’ me down?
Now you all up in the store ’cause you wanna be down?
I said, Rule #1 to be a boss ass bitch:
Never let a clown n*gga try to play you
If he play you, then Rule #2:
F*ck his best friends, then make ‘em yes-men
And get a d*ck pic, and then you press send
And send a red heart and send a kissy face
And tell him that his friends love how your p*ssy tastes
And that’s Rule #3, I’m the school T
My wrists look like I am a jewel thief
But that’s just ’cause I am a boss bitch
Now macaroni cheese and grill my swordfish
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I’m a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I’m a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
If he catch my drift, he could catch my jizz
I be out in Cali runnin’ all my businessez
I be out in Cali watchin’ back my Christmas vidz
Every time I f*ck him, yes I tell him this is his
Looked down at it, and I said “This is big.”
And my game so cold, I said “This is rigged.”
Best flow in the game, this is not a lie
Tell them bitches cross they Ts and dot they I
I came back, bitches flows still boring
I said, “Damn man, go back to whoring”
You know I still lead the league in scoring
You know I’m still bad and I’m still foreign
I’ma give bitches time to get hot
Chill out at the game, New York Knickerbock
If they actually got bars, they could rock
But if not, I’ma destroy chicks a lot
But on the real, I’m in album mode
Just dropped this freestyle ‘fore these files get old
When I lay low, bitches be safe and sound
When I come back, they better not make a sound
I hear you!
When I’m back on the prowl,
You bitches better have my money
‘Cause I’m coming for you!
Uh, okay, I order rich bitch sause
Rich bitch cold, got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I go rich bitch off
‘Cause you know my style gettin’ bit ripped off!
When I’m at the restaurant,rich bitch sause
Rich bitch cold, I got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I go rich bitch off
And you know my style gettin’ bit ripped off!
I’m a boss, I’m a boss
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Young Money who the 5 star bitch is
Who the 5 star bitch is, who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is