Soulja Boy - Like A Boss lyrics

[Soulja Boy - Like A Boss lyrics]

Look like a boss, move like a boss
Ball when I talk, I talk like a boss
I think like a boss, I look like a boss
I'm getting the bricks, and dropping them off
I think like a boss, I move like a boss
I look like a boss, I look like a boss
I move like a boss, I talk like a boss
I think like a boss, I move like a boss

I move like a boss
And I think like a boss and
Giussepe stepper when young nigga walking
I'm getting bricks
And I'm getting 'em off 'em we trapping
Swagging when we swag out the loft and
I'm moving, talking, and I think like a boss
Young nigga pay what it cost
Hop out the 'rari, I jump out the roof
Getting money man I'm pouring a deuce
And I'm calling the plug and
We bringing her through
Breaking her bricks down by two
I done two on the party, 16 a crew
Shoutout my shottas, man shoutout the crew
And you know what we do
When we flipping and stacking and getting
I break it to the ceiling
Breaking bout to get a million
Got my niggas running through millions
We stacking up
Because my niggas gotta get it
All my niggas gotta get it, no question
We getting money, yeah them niggas be talking
My niggas with it, yeah my niggas be busting
We pull up on the block, nigga ain't nothing
A 100k in one day, that we did it
All of my niggas we get it
We stacking, we swerving with it
Yeah, my niggas they with it
We with the shit's, then we gotta go get 'em
Whip it hard, then I whip it harder
Man they coming in, nigga take they order
I got bricks coming, and they in the water
Stash a 100 thousand
We'll murk your daughter nigga talking shit
But they ain't really with it
In the streets
You know them niggas gotta get it
Nigga talking, all my niggas really with it
Yeah we really with it
We'll get it or quit it
Whip it hard, then I whip it harder
Yeah my young niggas
Yeah they're going harder
In the streets, yeah my niggas gotta get it
Nigga talking but they ain't really with it
Got my niggas, come and get your wig splitted
And the kush, yeah, we got it or quit it
The AK47 really colder
Yeah my niggas told you
Yeah we catch and tote 'em
Yeah we toting poles we shoot at your nose
We shoot off your clothes
Niggas really get it, Red dots on the beams
On the Glocks, on the Glocks
Sending 22 shots
Swipe through them ops, what is they on
Niggas talking, blowing up the phone
Nigga shoot you from your chest
Down to your bone
All my niggas, yeah we really on
Coming through a gotti, I'm up in the party
Maserati slang 4 'rari
Playing, young nigga know my fucking name
Got a 100 thousand in a fucking ring
Nigga trapping a check
While we trap out the bank
Pulling bricks, niggas catching a case
Niggas talking, they get shot in the face
Shoutout squad, 'cuz we pull up in wraiths
I might do the 'rari, I might do the Audi
I do the Bugatti
I slide in a Maserati to the party
I pop like Ducatti, the bitches on me
And I swerve like tsunami
They all on me, now they think I'm so
'cuz Soulja stacking, and he get to the money
I shoot you in your tummy
Straight with the tommy i'm getting money
You ain't taking shit from me

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