Aceyalone - Boss lyrics

Boss! Huh! (x2) Certified, just to say the least Do or die, bona fide Opposite the thief [?] and they work in the street Head on the table, with a little underneath Big Willy, now pretty Ricky Roll around with Doll and Nicky Not picky, that's just how the game taught em But don't say his name, ‘cause everybody call him Boss! Huh! (x2) Her, she came up the old school way Started out in the cut (In the cut) Movin past tricks, the easiest way A smile and a big old bu*t Was another [?] bubble, see Because they all seemed magnetized And one woman's touch is so subtle But it's all just a sacrifice For her to be the Boss! Huh! (x2) Now this one here's a cold piece This mama's little hustling man Had all the threads and even bought gold teeth And he wanted to be so grand Man this is what you call a dreamer Tryna make a fantasy come true But lo and behold, it wasn't in his soul No matter what he tried (No matter what he tried) He spread his name across the game and even paid for a little respect Just tryna buy what money cannot buy They still ain't learnt that yet He'll never be Boss! Huh! (x2)