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RICK ROSS lyrics : "Bossy Lady"

Featuring: Ne-Yo

[Rick Ross (Talking)]

To deal with a dude like me baby, you gotta be the
HBIC, The Head (*##$ in Charge calling all the
shots baby, can't be scared to gamble, gotta role

the dice, (Feel Me) Scared money don't make none

[Verse 1 (Rick Ross)]

Shawty look I know my ego looking 40 foot, Big
chain not talking bout the naughty look, Mind
guardedness' I'm going for the sparty look, he

young and rich and (*##$ that go without an
argument, my kicks Brown now I'm looking for
Rihanna nem, smoke junkie kush funkier than

Parliament, what's the problem then, girl $#&@ ya
apartment, move in with me on the beach now you
top ten, you could do the spa, see the new ?,

these my feelings and I'm really feeling who you
are, baby light brown, with the right smile, first
lady and she ready for the white house


[Chorus (Ne-Yo)]
Baby you, do shine just like I do, just like

you're supposed to, Everyone knows you're the
boss's girl, My diamond, envy of all your friends,
These moves that we're making, got us on top of

the world, you're the boss's girl, oooh, Baby
you're The Boss's Girl, Baby you're The Boss's Girl


[Verse 2 (Rick Ross)]
Stretch limonzines, tall waterfalls, valley at the
crib, my cars I love'em all, boss lady she the

head (*##$ in charge, she ask for head first so
she gets it off the top, champagne pop, rubber
band knots, ? millionaire, I know that other man

not, let her call the shots, she want me on the
top, and the way I want it It'll be a month before
I stop, kinda walk funny, stumble out the pad,

snap of her finger ^!$$%s picking up her tab,
walking through the mall, got me carrying her
bags, I gotta pause cause the muther$#&@er bad


[Chorus (Ne-Yo)]
Baby you, do shine just like I do, just like

you're supposed to, Everyone knows you're the
boss's girl, My diamond, envy of all your friends,
These moves that we're making, got us on top of

the world, you're the boss's girl, oooh, Baby
you're The Boss's Girl, Baby you're The Boss's Girl


[Verse 3 (Rick Ross)]
Cruising down Collins, knocking Trick Daddy, when
I'm upset all my ^!$$%s trigger happy, do me a

favor, watch your behavior, cause them insanes
will send you straight to your savior, looking at
my savings baby I can save ya, take ya

para-sailing straight to Jamaica, ya man a bot?
boy, what the bumble clot, you deserve better, 6
car garage, come in late night, ? airport, as I

take flight, I'm your air jordan, we the world
champs, come and ball with us, gotta take my time
when I put it all in her.


[Chorus (Ne-Yo)]
Baby you, do shine just like I do, just like

you're supposed to, Everyone knows you're the
boss's girl, My diamond, envy of all your friends,
These moves that we're making, got us on top of

the world, you're the boss's girl, oooh, Baby
you're The Boss's Girl, Baby you're The Boss's Girl

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