Soulja Boy - Like A Boss lyrics

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Soulja Boy - Like A Boss lyrics

[Chorus] 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 [Verse 1] I move like a boss, and I think like a boss and Giussepe stepper when young n***a 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 n***a 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 n***as running through millions We stacking up, because my n***as gotta get it All my n***as gotta get it, no question We getting money, yeah them n***as be talking My n***as with it, yeah my n***as be busting We pull up on the block, n***a ain't nothing A 100k in one day, that we did it All of my n***as we get it We stacking, we swerving with it Yeah, my n***as they with it We with the sh**s, then we gotta go get 'em Whip it hard, then I whip it harder Man they coming in, n***a take they order I got bricks coming, and they in the water Stash a 100 thousand, we'll murk your daughter n***a talking sh**, but they ain't really with it In the streets, you know them n***as gotta get it n***a talking, all my n***as 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 n***as, yeah they're going harder In the streets, yeah my n***as gotta get it n***a talking but they ain't really with it Got my n***as, come and get your wig splitted And the kush, yeah, we got it or quit it The AK47 really colder, yeah my n***as told you Yeah we catch and tote 'em, yeah we toting poles We shoot at your nose, we shoot off your clothes n***as 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 n***as talking, blowing up the phone n***a shoot you from your chest, down to your bone All my n***as, yeah we really on Coming through a gotti, I'm up in the party Maserati slang 4 'rari Playing, young n***a know my f**ing name Got a 100 thousand in a f**ing ring n***a trapping a check, while we trap out the bank Pulling bricks, n***as catching a case n***as 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 b**hes 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 sh** from me [Chorus]

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