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boss shit - lil shh lyrics

(yuh
aye
huh yuh
aye yuh aye
lil shh
yuh aye huh
lil shh
yuh)

[verse]
yuh, i go for the k!ll
trigger finger itchin’ that sh*t’s a thrill
ice in my veins, yea it give me the chills
f*ck what you think, ayo f*ck how you feel
my people know that i keep my sh*t real
b*tch if you doubtin’ i pull out the steel
poppin’ these b*tches like they were some pills (yuh aye huh yuh)
i flip on the turbo
f*ck seein’ red my guy i am in go mode
i’m speedin’ up while you all goin’ in slow mo
yea f*ckin’ with me, yea that sh*t is a no no
these b*tches be hoppin’ on me like a pogo
they bout me, they not, they up down like a yo*yo
i’m f*ckin’ your b*tch but that sh*t’s on the low low (yuh)

i’m makin’ this money
i got so much cheese it’s startin’ to smell funny
yea got me some shorties, yea they all snow bunnies
these people below me they stuck in some honey
their bars are real weak, yea they soundin’ real dummy
my pockets are thick, yea they’re gettin’ real chubby
your girl in my phone, yea she all lovey dovey
i don’t even do this sh*t it’s just a hobby (yuh aye huh yuh)

i whip in the foreign
stroke on her kitty, that sh*t it starts purrin’
she like how it feels, yea that p*ssy be pourin’
i f*ck em in 2s like i was raised to be mormon
but sometimes i f*ck 3, cause 2 can be borin’
i pipe her real good, oooh face down she be snorin’
can’t n0body stop me, yea i stay up scorin’ (yuh)

[hook]
aye
i’m on my boss sh*t i do what i want
yea check the watch
i don’t got time for these motherf*ckers to come over and think they can just take the spot
yea i’m on top
king of this sh*t, yea i am it, you not
b*tch you all talk
runnin’ your mouth, i pulled up to the addy, you come to the door and the gun start to (gunshot)
[verse 2]
yuh
b*tch i am bout it
say your ass with me but yea b*tch i doubt it
i stay gettin’ high, yea my sh*t it’s the loudest
i don’t need no hoes, cuz my girls they the baddest
you ask me what i’m like, yea i’m just a savage
k!lling these motherf*ckers yea it’s a habit
these people be jumpin’ round me like they rabbits

these people they envy, they wanna be near me, they cannot see clearly. i don’t understand how these house flies can still be all over my sh*t, yea these b*tches should fear me
i’m comin’ down hard like a thot on this ill beat
she twerkin’ she workin’ she definitely can feel me
all over my jeans like distressed holes, they cheery
they rock to my sh*t, yea these b*tches f*ck with me
i’m goin’ again
yea they got me locked up like i’m back in the penn
yea these people be scared when i pick up the pen
i stay makin’ these commas, you makin’ no sense
yea i’m all up on you, like a defensive end
think again b*tch i ain’t tryna be friends
tryin’ to talk to me and make amends
b*tch i’m the boss yea it is what it is
b*tch i’m the boss yea it is what it is

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- lil shh lyrics

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