Boss lyrics

Boss lyrics

"Progress Of Elimination lyrics"

Trailer Trash lyrics
Eating snow flakes with plastic forks And a paper plate of course you think of everything Short love with a long divorce And a couple of kids of course They don't mean anything Live in trailers with no class goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing Taking heartache with hard work Goddamn I am such a jerk I can't do anything And I shout that you're
[Bo$$]
Who am I to flip a wicked Bitch? 
Business is Business 
But now the revelation has revealed  
How the Bo$$ Bitch is trying to get rich! 
And doing a good job 
And rippin' up the pavement with 'nuff shit 
Aww shit!! 
I think I jumped into a maze 
And now I'm being surrounded by dead niggaz in a daze 
Some kind of way I have become a slave 
Yes sir Masta 
No sir Masta 
I work fasta, even if it means my brain being tampered with 
Fuck it! 
At least I got rid of the pamper 
Lata on I mix up with some G's 
Kickin' it on the corner curb 
Talkin' about expanding to Pittsburgh 
I'm out here on the cut smokin' bud with Macaroni 
Instead of us servin' niggas this fucka's tryin' to bone me 
But I ain't trying to hear this Bitch made elf 
I ain't in 
I Do lyrics
I got a little bit of reason For everything I've done I might just serenade the moonlight And I get so lonely in this crowd I want to scream but make no sound And yeah I'm lost but maybe I'll be fine Cause when I'm in over my head I hear the words you said That someone out there's Listening to the same song Feeling the same way that I dothe mood Cause I don't fuck around with the help bastard! If it wasn't for the dope that we got stashed in the casket I'd have your ass hit Then watch the fool die trickin! While I be countin' crispy ass dollars Like Louisana fried chicken And takin a sip of his favorite drink At the grave as I stare through the shade Your shit still stinks! I wasn't tryin' to see an explanation Cause as far as I'm concerned the only way to progress Is through elimination! Hook: Got's to go yeah Got to go The Bo$$ no loss What ever the cost Elimination Got's to go yeah Got to go [Bo$$] Time is running out I'm still self employed They talking this Pitt shit but I'm tryin to get back to DETROIT! Fuck it if I need to do these niggas I'm a do 'em too And step the fuck
Do You Swear lyrics
you call me sugarbaby but do you swear do you swear, do you swear you call me sugarbaby but do you swear do you swear on that and would you want to take a bible oath and would you want to tell the holy ghost would you put your faith in standing me by darling would you testify are you full with truth or full with lie would you cross your heart and hope to die
off as if I never knew them fools See ya! Now the shit is going my way I'm hittin' the highway No mo' drive by's In my drive way This is what's happening I'm finally at my destination I ain't one of 'dem bitches tryin' I gotta get crackin' fuck a curling iron I'll get that shit did lata Meanwhile I'm on some ol' Bucka a sucka quick shit fo paper and I'm disectin' at the same time progressin' Eliminating like a lunatic shootin quick Call it what you want but I'll be brief I don't trust a motha fucka Unless a motha fucka is me g! Getting' sweated is just an inspiration So I don't regret it when you get your BC date Cause it's all about elimination (got to go yeah, got to go) Fuck up and I'll have yo ass hitch hikin' From Idaho Yo! Bo$$ is knockin' out s
Looking Forward To Seeing You lyrics
looking forward to seeing you in the sunshine of my time in a station off the coastline coming in view looking forward to seeing you in that one room down the hallway with two doorways and a window without a view it all comes in threes I purchase six and I still got three looking forward to seeing you where the sun shines off the coastline in a station on
illy shit Let me hit this philly spliff Now it's time to really trip I gettin the feelin' that these niggas Is into my shit Plus the muchies got me wanting a burger But first the murder Knockin' em off was a cinch but I'm stuck And ain't no way that I'm a rest my head on Another bench Fuck! I'm sick of this shit Let me slip into this alley And try to fly as high as I can get With 200 blunts and 100 spliffs (tryin to make it to Detroit, Detroit) Now every member of my click is in his grave I'm truly the BO$$ bitch now Nobody's slave! How do I plea? Listen! I'll neva give an explanation Cause as far as I'm concerned The only way to progress is through Elimination! Hook: Gots to go yeah got to go The BO$$ no loss At whateva the cost Elimination