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slatty - bossman horse lyrics
[intro]
i f*ck wit b*tches they bad yea
we f*ck wit b*tches they bad yea
n*ggas be talking that money we get it
[verse 1]
n*gga mhmm last yeah
mm hmm first place
n*gga i hope that you last yea
i f*ck wit b*tches they bad
run up a bag yea
mm b*tches they mad
mm class yea
i f*ck wit b*tches wit class yea
mm hm last yea
mhm first place yea i hope they last yea
[chorus]
i f*ck wit b*tches they bad yea
she just gon′ run up a bag yea
i f*ck wit b*tches wit class
she ride wit the digital dash yea
yall said yall was coming in first place
we saw that yall came in at last yea
n*ggas be talking that money
we get it and flip it
put it in the stash yea
i f*ck wit b*tches wit bags
she always callin me slat aye
i f*ck wit b*tches wit class
she ride the digital dash yea
yall said yall was coming in first place
we saw that yall came in at last yea
n*ggas be talking that money
we get it and flip it
put it in the stash yea
[verse 2]
all of n*ggas get bags yea
run it up dont run from tabs yea
b*tches be callin but i be ignoring
i left that b*tch in the past tense
you say you get money i heard you was broke
homie where ya bag went
i got a b*tch and she scheme at the bar
i swear she the baddest
i got a b*tch and she scheme at the bar
rocking that drip it ain’t even in stores
got you suckas asking what do it cost
thats what happen when she f*ck wit a boss
homie get lost
if you gon’ step to me
22 right on the set wit me
move like celebrities
getting money building equity
couple n*ggas on the jet wit me
walk in the trap turn the stove on
she wanna f*ck wit my clothes on
asking me questions
like who am i texting
yea baby girl tryna prolong
yea i got the recipe
b*tches neglecting me
want a feature have a check for me
none of them n*ggas won’t step to me
black on blue 6 wit them leather seats
she touch plays in the trap yea
i taught her how to make them backends
bad b*tch wit a accent
body authentic no plastic
she love when i hit from the back yea
she screaming out baby you nasty
she tryna argue im tryna take you shopping
like girl why you being dramatic
[chorus]
i f*ck wit b*tches they bad yea
she just gon′ run up a bag yea
i f*ck wit b*tches wit class
she ride wit the digital dash yea
yall said yall was coming in first place
we saw that yall came in at last yea
n*ggas be talking that money
we get it and flip it
put it in the stash yea
i f*ck wit b*tches wit bags
she always callin me slat aye
i f*ck wit b*tches wit class
she ride the digital dash yea
yall said yall was coming in first place
we saw that yall came in at last yea
n*ggas be talking that money
we get it and flip it
put it in the stash yea
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