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Boss Up Lyrics - Repentance - Esham

Boss up 

Don't get me crossed up 

We like to drink the sauce up 

Toss money at the bar and floss up 

Boss up 

Y'all know who's the nicest 

I'm from Detroit, player 

I don't care what the price is 

 

I don't wear Nike Air force ones no more, baby, I'm sorry 

My sneakers cost nine hundred dollars and they made by Maury 

My shit's ridiculous, got gold in my toilet stool 

And bitches wanna swear theres diamonds in my swimmin pool, 

"He's so cool!" 

When the girls see me, they all drool, 

Because they know that I'm the one thats breaking all the rules 

My mink coat's so long, you can mistake it for carpet 

You got purple kush up in that blunt, homie? Just spark it 

If twenty-six's aint on your truck, you should just park it 

Because you're out there like that department store, Target 

I bought the Beatles catelogue back from Michael Jackson 

Then called his ass a child-molester right before I slapped him 

Then sold the shit to Paul Micartney, then I double-taxed him 

The chrome Desert Eagle convinced him - and relaxed him 

Christina Aguilera came over, did me dirty 

I told Beyonce stop trying to give me Jay z's birdy 

I know you purdy, but go get me a ice-cold Pepsi 

Then get your ass in this hot tub with me and Lisa Marie Presley 

 

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Boss up 

Don't get me crossed up 

We like to drink the sauce up 

Toss money at the bar and floss up 

Boss up 

Y'all know who's the nicest 

I'm from Detroit, player 

I don't care what the price is 

 

I walk on rose petals, my feet never touch the ground 

Got two bitches - one to wipe me up, one to wipe me down 

I sleep with three women all night, it's like a hardcore porn 

They got me shakin in my bed like Ozzy Osbourne 

I got the power 

I'm pissing golden showers 

The hoe that wipe my ass say it smells like flowers 

Is that neccessary? Me and Halle Barry in a bubble bath 

Just got back from Germany, I'm jet lag 

 

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Boss up 

Don't get me crossed up 

We like to drink the sauce up 

Toss money at the bar and floss up 

Boss up 

Y'all know who's the nicest 

I'm from Detroit, player 

I don't care what the price is 

 

I got four hundred acres in the city on the East side 

Police, they work for me, deliver donuts and pizza 

I pay Mariah Carry to come and sit on my toilet and sing to me 

When I'm in the tub, and dry my booty when I'm done 

I got three helicopters and I rent them out for videos 

So rappers can front and try to boss up like me, I suppose 

I got a pit with platinum slugs and a doghouse, with an escalator in it 

You's a hater, admit it 

I did it, i made it 

You hate it, can't fade it 

Murdered a bitch with my bare hands and only got a fine and paid it 

Bought the jury each a bently, after the trial I took it back 

Here I come! Look at that! Where my fucking hookers at? 

Had a private jet, but I sold it to the Soviets 

As boss as it gets, for real and flossing all hits 

I'm underground, undetected, much respected 

Never rejected, my downfall - dont expect it. 

 

Boss up 

Don't get me crossed up 

We like to drink the sauce up 

Toss money at the bar and floss up 

Boss up 

Y'all know who's the nicest 

I'm from Detroit, player 

I don't care what the price is 

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