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phil jackson - bossman dlow lyrics

[intro]
big za
the biggest, n*gga
i be makin’ plays like phil jackson, baby
come and f*ck with mr. make it happen, baby, yeah
yeah
f*ck they talkin’ ’bout?
look

[chorus]
i be makin’ plays like phil jackson, baby (brrt)
come and f*ck with mr. make it happen, baby (come here, baby)
i’ll call you later, get up with me, i’m in traffic, baby (traffic, baby)
and we ain’t gotta get on facebook to get active, baby (facts, n*gga)
i was in the trap when they was screamin’ trappin’ dead, n*gga (trap ain’t dead, n*gga)
the type of n*gga if i ain’t make no bread, i ain’t goin’ to bed, n*gga (i ain’t goin’ to bed, n*gga)
i ain’t doin’ all that talkin’, i know how to play it, n*gga (know how to play it, n*gga)
watermelon runtz got me feelin’ like i’m on mеds, n*gga

[verse]
i can serve a n*gga some lows likе eight a p (like eight)
he better go play with them hoes ‘fore he play with me (p*ssy*ass n*gga)
i could turn a three*five to seven like i’m kd, n*gga (brrt)
went to the trap, walked off the field like i’m ab, n*gga (facts)
these b*tches wanna f*ck a n*gga, i ain’t never need no clout
tyreek hill in the trenches, know a n*gga seen a route (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
we was breakin’ into houses before your mama let you leave the house (facts)
they trippin’ ’bout some hoes and i still got all this cheese to count
i’ll call you back in a lil’ minute, i’m real busy
solid n*gga from the trenches, this sh*t in me, uh (merk city, boy)
in my city, we run up tickets and move swiftly, uh
cracker thought he had me, i switched lanes and kept shiftin’, uh (skrrt)
bad b*tch got the perfect ass and titties, uh (yeah)
she throwin’ that ass like she play for kansas city, uh (yeah)
bad b*tch got the perfect ass and titties, uh (yeah)
she throwin’ that ass like she play for kansas city (come here, bae)
[chorus]
i be makin’ plays like phil jackson, baby (brrt)
come and f*ck with mr. make it happen, baby (come here, baby)
i’ll call you later, get up with me, i’m in traffic, baby (traffic, baby)
and we ain’t gotta get on facebook to get active, baby (facts, n*gga)
i was in the trap when they was screamin’ trappin’ dead, n*gga (trap ain’t dead, n*gga)
the type of n*gga if i ain’t make no bread, i ain’t goin’ to bed, n*gga (i ain’t goin’ to bed, n*gga)
i ain’t doin’ all that talkin’, i know how to play it, n*gga (know how to play it, n*gga)
watermelon runtz got me feelin’ like i’m on meds, n*gga

[outro]
yeah (phil jackson, baby)
yeah (like eight)
come and f*ck with mr. make it happen, baby (p*ssy*ass n*gga)
get up with me, i’m in traffic, baby (brrt)
get on facebook to get active, baby (facts)
trappin’ dead, n*gga
if i ain’t make no bread, i ain’t goin’ to bed, n*gga (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i know how to play it, n*gga (facts)
got me feelin’ like i’m on meds, n*gga

- bossman dlow lyrics

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