LP Industries - Imma Boss Freestyle lyrics

Imma Boss [Intro: Lil Woo] Woo, woo Yeah yeah yeah yeah [Verse 1: Ladell Parks] Me and Woo doing this sh** Don't forget about Trey in this b**h f** with us and get stitched Make your f**ing d**h wish Come a week from Monday Have your funeral on Monday Rotten dead on Sunday Go out and have a Sunday Nobody gonna miss you n***a, not even your boo n***a She was like screw you n***a Your nothing but a hoe a** n***a Don't like that, than fight back Can't even do that, oh sh** your so wack, let Trey have a spit Here take a hit, I don't wanna take a sh** Lil Trey what you feel about them gay n***as [Verse 2: Trell] I don't f** with them n***as They some lames I don't give a f** if your name is Dame f** that b**h n***a I'm a f**ing k**a I go hard do that Michael Jackson f**ing thrilla When I hit it back It's a f**ing fact n***as know I'm name I am the same, looking at this girl Calling is my world, got that nice head on deck like a man I do my swagg, I do my toon I go hard, go to school like a f**ing fool I'm out ball hard, b**h I think hard I go hard like Meek Mills and Rick Ross I ball to the [?], call me the same I'm in the NFL, like a f**ing lame But what your b**h wanna know She the same, but when I turn around I look the same [Verse 3: Lil Woo] b**h I be riding with my side kick But he on that high sh** Getting so much n***as and I'm rolling through the projects Trying to get a high b**h Get a f**ing [?] [?] [?] What you things I get Get that money n***a Never talk [?] get You don't talk about it n***a Me alone [?] Legends known gets, with a long dick Hit him with that hammer Get a f**ing [?] Yeah, talking to your f**ing grandmas She can be shot alive n***a on pampers Mo Cannes I'm on the the genus I'm speaking sh** n***a like a [?] I'm [?] gets money that my sh**, that poo kid least I did My kids, know what I'm saying That ooo sh**, brought them something My new kids, riding with a new b**h Riding in that new sh**, that new sh** And these n***as really don't know me Products saying they lo-key My n***as Lebron James and n***as saying they on too They on that hoe sh** Getting money that blow b**h I'm burn like I'm snow sh** Lying in that Chloe b**h I'm a boss, I ain't never really lost, all these n***as that be talking [?] floss, get them frost, get them balls I'm a mother f**ing boss Wheezy n***a under strings and you better get lost I'm hot, so high Feels like I'm in the mother f**ing sky Angel b**h, [?] b**h I will hit you with that mother f**ing anker n***a Get that [?] that n***a Sam and Joseph I be getting on these n***as I'm a f**ing good shop potion I be on it, in the [?] I'm in the f**in ocean, swimming with I'm strong Getting money that harpoon These n***as don't really know me I'm on my steroids Popeyes, getting money that I guys You n***as don't really hi bye I hi [?], hi Kai b**h n***as I hi bye I say that bad b**hes I'm inches I hi bye You n***as don't know me [?] and that Rosie Riding with them Jay's and them Jordan's n***a ocean ah ha I'm swagg n***a, I'm swagg You n***as can't even touch my [?] My swagg be so lag We got em I said we got em b**h, b**h, b**h, b**h, b**h, b**h, b**h, ha ha ha ha ha Yeah