Boss up by Taura3 Lyrics
Bossed up me and shorty in LA ho
Why you bragging about sum s*** that you ain’t pay for
Girl don’t worry about me i got a bankroll
I’m singing at a show and you still on my payroll
Take my girl to the mall and pay for it
Boss up she know we riding in a grey foreign
She wanna go out , she wanna come touring
She like the money and the shows like she was made for it
Cash money coming in yeah it’s kinda hot
Our fashion hard we the baddest ones in this spot
Shake it lil’ mama, yeah make it drop
Like salt n’ pepper said push it girl make it pop
You can’t bag it ‘cause they bounced your check
Me and shorty coming through so go and hit the deck
Takeoff 3,2,1 like we in a jet
Girl he do not want you he just want that neck
Big body benz they in a trance when we come through
When he asked me out on a date said i’m unlovable
Truth is im rolling off a bean don’t got love for you
I’m too worried about me and my mine to go and get a boo
My girl bad her body thick she untouchable
She my wife i call that girl clair huxtable
We run it up at my show yeah we bust a move
Leave with a bag and that one is for my momma too
Yeah we bad
And we got the girls in the club shakin that
Stepping in these 1’s yeah these you do not have
No i am not tripping on no dude that’s sad
You still on my phone
Told you more then twice bruh leave me alone
Yeah you keep calling but i’m stuck im gone
Cannot pick it up let you hear the dial tone
Why you bragging about sum s*** that you ain’t pay for
Girl don’t worry about me i got a bankroll
I’m singing at a show and you still on my payroll
Take my girl to the mall and pay for it
Boss up she know we riding in a grey foreign
She wanna go out , she wanna come touring
She like the money and the shows like she was made for it
Cash money coming in yeah it’s kinda hot
Our fashion hard we the baddest ones in this spot
Shake it lil’ mama, yeah make it drop
Like salt n’ pepper said push it girl make it pop
You can’t bag it ‘cause they bounced your check
Me and shorty coming through so go and hit the deck
Takeoff 3,2,1 like we in a jet
Girl he do not want you he just want that neck
Big body benz they in a trance when we come through
When he asked me out on a date said i’m unlovable
Truth is im rolling off a bean don’t got love for you
I’m too worried about me and my mine to go and get a boo
My girl bad her body thick she untouchable
She my wife i call that girl clair huxtable
We run it up at my show yeah we bust a move
Leave with a bag and that one is for my momma too
Yeah we bad
And we got the girls in the club shakin that
Stepping in these 1’s yeah these you do not have
No i am not tripping on no dude that’s sad
You still on my phone
Told you more then twice bruh leave me alone
Yeah you keep calling but i’m stuck im gone
Cannot pick it up let you hear the dial tone