Shareefa » Need A Boss - текст песни

Shareefa » Need Boss - текст песни
Need Boss

This that new fire man! 

DarkChild! 

Disturbing Tha Peace! 

Shareefa! 

Here's another one 

Luda! 

I told 'em we just gettin started man 

Ay yo I don't think they really understand what this is 

Bring that back! 

Ay, Shareefa where you at baby? 

Let's go! 





Come wit it, need somebody that's real gansta 

Ain't a toy soldier, a real gangsta 

Playa, holdin' me down like an anchor 

I need a pappi, somebody I call daddy 

Hustla, any hood he's a boss-a 

Trapper, under the rugs he got stacks-a 

Never see movies, don't like them actors 

That's just what I go after 

That's what I need 





I-I-I-I-I-I 

I be lookin' 

Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up 

I need a boss like (hey!) 

Who's flossin like (hey!) 

Tossin' dough (hey!) 

You know that he'll (pay!) 

I-I-I-I-I-I 

I be lookin' 

Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up 

I need a boss like (hey!) 

Who's flossin like (hey!) 

Tossin' dough like (hey!) 

That drives me crazy! 



Hey yo Darkchild, bring that back! 





Stop it, anything I want I cop it 

I just want somebody to get fly wit 

I got what I need, but can you top it? 

Yes I'm a hot chick, somebody you can ride wit 

Got hips, all the boys want me to drop it 

So thick, niggas be buggin, I own it 

I may be young, but I know what I want 

If you show me baby, you can get on 

So come on 



That's just one of the things I need 

Only one I'm pleasing is me 

Unpredictable, yeah that's me 

I can't help it, that's so y 





I-I-I-I-I-I 

I be lookin' 

Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up 

I need a boss like (hey!) 

Who's flossin like (hey!) 

Tossin' dough (hey!) 

You know that he'll (pay!) 

I-I-I-I-I-I 

I be lookin' 

Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up 

I need a boss like (hey!) 

Who's flossin like (hey!) 

Tossin' dough like (hey!) 

That drives me crazy! 





I'm the number one hustler of the century 

S-s-see me in your dreams 

I'm the boss of all bosses 

K-k-king of all kings 

I'm your favorite rapper's idol 

I been had the title 

Call me hot 16 wit more verses than the Bible 

15 bank accounts, 10 different businesses 

5 different lawyers, tell 'em what the business is 

I live down the block, was raised up the street 

Want beef? I'll do like summertime and raise up the heat 

I'm the leader of the pack, plus I'm still in the slums 

Man I was bulit Ford tough, I'm as real as they come 

But fake thugs love to hate, some punks be ice grillin' me 

Cuz I g-g-got assets, no liabilities 

Now to infinity, grown women be feelin' me 

And they ain't got nothin' to lose but they virginity 

Still the Lova Lova, so give me a couple rubbers 

I'll get 'em in a room, and Luda will make 'em studder like.. 





I-I-I-I-I-I 

I be lookin' 

Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up 

I need a boss like (hey!) 

Who's flossin like (hey!) 

Tossin' dough (hey!) 

You know that he'll (pay!) 

I-I-I-I-I-I 

I be lookin' 

Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up 

I need a boss like (hey!) 

Who's flossin like (hey!) 

Tossin