Lentra - ​Big Boss Baby lyrics

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Lentra - ​Big Boss Baby lyrics

[Chorus] Well, I'ma do me, screw a manager's fee I'm the big boss baby on the block So you better you know this my street (Woah) You can take the backseat Good with them dollars, I'm a mathlete Who there at the top? Yeah, it's me, hello Only kiss a bih' when she thick, Jello Only making hits, got gas, Esso Sussy boy sound like me, that's an echo [Verse 1] Hmm? Where's the cash flow, ooh, I'm a natural Green with the cheese, it's a casserole I ain't mad though (True), I ain't shallow (Haha) I like a thottie who can swallow (Sorry mom, my bad) Making tracks, adding spice like it's cardamon Got a skill getting coochie, I'm artisan Talking cheese, you a cheddar, I'm a parmesan (Parmesan?) Well, I don't give a fu*k, yeah you know that I don't Yeah, heard you tryna call me? Wait, which phone? If you hate that I'm balling, well, you can have a loan And you are the type of guy that throws an ice cream cone You lil' punk ass b*tch, who the hell does that? Not me, yea that's for sure If the money be a lady, I'm a bachelor I got my money long and now I need it angular [Chorus] Well, I'ma do me, screw a manager's fee I'm the big boss baby on the block So you better you know this my street (Woah) You can take the backseat Good with them dollars, I'm a mathlete Who there at the top? Yeah, it's me, hello Only kiss a bih' when she thick, Jello Only making hits, got gas, Esso Sussy boy sound like me, that's an echo [Verse 2] Tryna break, break the bread Got the yeast got the drip, got the heat, yeah I'm next I gotta make, make it stretch Yeah I only throw it down if it's safe to bet I put ten here ten there ten everywhere In my pink puffed-up XL Moncler And I've been there, done that, seen this, seamless I got wet hair and I do not care, yeah Even when it's cold, yeah, this baby's wearing ice Even when it's cold as sh*t, my pants are tight Your songs sound sh*tty, can you get 'em out of sight? I'm a nice mama boy, don't pick no fights (Nah) Wow, chill out, it's a baby, I blow out Hit a home run, first swing, at the try out Woo, girl, wait, I gotta pull out This baby couldn't hold out, always use condoms [Chorus] Well, I'ma do me, screw a manager's fee I'm the big boss baby on the block So you better you know this my street (Woah) You can take the backseat Good with them dollars, I'm a mathlete Who there at the top? Yeah, it's me, hello Only kiss a bih' when she thick, Jello Only making hits, got gas, Esso Sussy boy sound like me, that's an echo

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