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boss b*tch - wéye lyrics

[burp*]
head on your chest
had my heart up on ya coochie
felt my heart beat
girl i know you thought you knew me
do your own thing so i guess you not a groupie
and you thick as h*ll but i ain’t focused on ya booty
light the lavender we let it burn slow
what’s my favorite color i said purple
made a cup of tea you know it’s herbal
yeah you fly as h*ll you not a bird tho

i’m a boss n*gga so i need boss b*tch
ooh you got that good throat; ostrich
ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage
imma make you hit the high notes off pitch
i’m a boss n*gga so i need boss b*tch
ooh you got that good throat; ostrich
ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage
imma make you hit the high notes off pitch

arch in your back baby no exaggeration
i love how you decisive girl you show no hesitation
know what you want and you know what you need
you know what you like and i know you like me
sit up straight baby look me in my eye
i know we taking time before you let me in your thighs
i know you peeped the swag and couldn’t get me off ya mind
f*cking with ya energy you might just be a dime
i’m a boss n*gga so i need boss b*tch
ooh you got that good throat; ostrich
ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage
imma make you hit the high notes off pitch
i’m a boss n*gga so i need boss b*tch
ooh you got that good throat; ostrich
ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage
imma make you hit the high notes off pitch

(black royal)
black man
i aid you when you are hurt
i wash your clothes when you treat me like dirt
i turn my body into a home for yours even after you have found a home with better walls in a newer skirt
i vowed to love you therefore i cannot revert
that was my mother’s cry
my dear black brother, i
will not stand for the bullsh*t
will not stand before the pulpit only for you to screw and drive me insane like the screwdriver in your toolkit
i am tired
i am not my mother, i am differently wired;
a ball of fire, listen, i inspire, leave men with desire
tell my black queens to reach higher, til they have the power to hire and fire
and my v*g*n* is not for sale, i have no interest in you being a buyer
i am not your subordinate
better realize the diamond that i am before you forfeit it

- weye lyrics

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