I'ma Boss Remix Lyrics - Meek Mill

I'm ride or die, as we ridin' by 

Holla westside which side am I? 

Beemer 760i, Try me, let off 60 shots 

Again we got the city hot and 

Poppin' like it 'posed to be 

Hoes who not menaging got no business standing close to me 

So cold, a ferocious G, 

Niggas ain't as dope as me, mind you fuckin' business 

Watch ya mouth when you approaching me 

I fuck with hoes who fucks with hoes, do pills and powder socially 

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I like em I don't love 'em though, cold heart emotionally 

Ask me where the ocean is 

Ridin in a ghost again 

Slap it wit' a lot of spit until she swallow all of it 

Call the shots, run the shit 

On some big money shit 

Serious 'bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shit 

Rappin' 'bout a bunch of shit 

And you ain't even done it yet 

You the one they gunnin' at 

How I'm 'posed to honor that? 

You all talk dawg, flow and I ain't having none of that 

I'm big boss dawg floss all day, run it back 

Bitch, I'm a BOSS! 

Bitch, I'm a BOSS! 

I'ma boss, I'ma boss 

I play the shots 

Photos 

I call the calls 

We in this bitch 

It's goin' down 

Yeah, I'm the king 

Now where my mufuckin' crown? 

You a boss, you a boss 

He don't care what it cost 

You just buy that muthafucka and you throw that shit on? 

You be poppin' them tags 

We just throw it in bags 

And then we hit the fucking block, we be dropping them rags 

Started with a dollar, turned it to a M 

Used to ride Impala, turned it to a Benz 

Niggaz used hate me, turned into my friends 

You should see how people treat you when that money coming in 

Bad bitches callin' cause I'm ballin' 

And these niggas hatin' on me cause they starving and I'm parking Aston Martin's where they walking 

These bitches ain't important, they informants really talking when the people get to honking 

I'ma a boss, really, Nino or Al Pacino 

Hundred racks on his Rollie, it light up like a casino 

Niggas really be fraud, I'ma keep it a c-note 

Got shooters down in Miami 

They throw it like Dan Marino 

Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks 

Everybody praying for me, I respect that 

Woke up in the hospital, where my checks at? 

Then I put 8 chains where my necks at 

> Hopping in the Ghost I feel I'm best at 

Worth 40 M's so respect that 

> I put all my jewels on just to bone your chick 

You know the boss well known for leaving bonuses 

We making money, may it marinate 

When the work clean, cut it like it's carrot cake 

D-boys love the way I narrate 

I still whip it like it's Anna Mae 

Remember momma had a cavalier 

Now she living like a Cleveland Cavalier 

Better check the stats, we filling arena's 

And I got the gats, Gilbert Arenas 

Bitch, I'm a BOSS! 

Bitch, I'm a BOSS! 

I'ma boss, I'ma boss 

I play the shots 

I call the calls 

We in this bitch 

It's goin' down 

Yeah, I'm the king 

Now where my mufuckin' crown? 

You a boss, you a boss 

75, 7 showers on her 

Spend about 13 hours on it 

757 with the showers on it 

We spent about 13 hours on it 

Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick 

I just fucked the avatar, now I got a blue dick 

Money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit 

You pushing up daisies, daffodils, tulips 

I'm in my zone, I'm Angie Stone 

I point the pistol at you like a camera phone 

I'm Young money, cash money, I'm not human 

Boy, I'm tryna get money money like Mark Cuban 

If she don't respect me, she gon' respect this dick 

The World is an asshole and we the next big shit 

Damn right I gang bang, tell 'em blood up slime 

Fuck off, I had to say fuck one time, get it? 

When I came up in this bitch I was shining every summer 

Took the whole thing, the young nigga doing numbers 

Tote two nine bitch, iced out stuntin' 

Candy on the ave, candy on the slab 

Hundred G's nigga, Cash Money millionaires 

Hundred mill nigga, how we flipped it off the ave 

Blood rich gang, you know we filled it nigga 

The money do swing behind a killin' nigga 

Catch me uptown puttin' it down 

Moving all around, new fleets with my round 

Touch another town, puttin' it all down 

Pop a hundred bottles bitch, we wear the crown 

Bitch, I'm a BOSS! 

Bitch, I'm a BOSS! 

I'ma boss, I'ma boss 

I play the shots 

I call the calls 

We in this bitch 

It's goin' down 

Yeah, I'm the king 

Now where my mufuckin' crown?