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telephone - boss don lyrics

ayo get that…
the phone n*gga

b*tch they gone hit this phone
in da streets, n*ggas got it on they own
n*gga they can’t tax what i own
need a plug they can’t get it all alone
tell me all the sh*t ya be on
need a fix i’ll be happy to assist
n*gga they can’t tax what i own
need a plug they can’t get it all alone
in my zone, i cruise f*ck up these beats
pit bull off the leash i’m dying to drop and release
heat flames, no time for the games
pull up k!ll it scorch silence these lames
my name elitе, range unique
this lane i seek to gain i spеak
volumes with my actions, not with the drama and talk
get to this money not wasting my time it’s time that i really go off
boss sh*t, i grind flex
never stress i sign checks
respect i need, gimme the sh*t i deserve
show me a sign of mixed vibes i’m pulling out ready to swerve
get curved for games, i skirt and change
divert attain, assert exchange
energy i get, returning it right to the source
think you stopping my hustle, n*gga i’m coming full force
exhaust i speed, cruise with ease
getting more lit with time i shine with lines, sh*t is a breeze
got the keys to success, all i see is wins
they say i’m going hard but all i did was begin

b*tch they gone hit this phone
in da streets, n*ggas got it on they own
n*gga they can’t tax what i own
need a plug they can’t get it all alone
tell me all the sh*t ya be on
need a fix i’ll be happy to assist
n*gga they can’t tax what i own
need a plug they can’t get it all alone
d*mn right the whip orange peel
sweet life when your watch worth a quarter meal i bought it still
this sh*t like a gangsta grillz
just the draco or the tec
big steppin’ to where them n*ggas chill
tried to max the foreign out
record the drip it’s safe while trapping with the stick we with the sh*ts
the plug comes with doubles grips
still spinning after sh*t settle
blacked out my bezel
rose gold cuban link fatigue i’m a rebel
stripes on this cat i be riding in a devil
pistol & my stash n*gga chasing him a bag
when you getting money f*ck the b*tches that you had
lv trainers that’s a four digit tag
house on my wrist when i brought it they was mad
strictly to the cash haters talking out they ass
wishing that had all this money that i have

now that could make the trap work
to the point real sh*t a couple stack worth
now that could make the trap work
to the point real sh*t a couple stack worth

- boss don lyrics

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