#BossTalk Remix - Remix
Look, hold on
I got all this body bet you wanna know my name
Askin all these questions like you wanna play the game
I'ma Tricky lil' bitch I get all up in ya brain
Have you beggin for the Cocoá Cuz' you feel it in ya veins
I got all this body bet you wanna be my man
I already got a daddy so you lookin like a fan
Told that nigga' call me mamii
When he throwin up them bandzz
He know he can't be my nigga' so he wanna be a frien
Fuck it
We get 2 coolin' yeah I'm wit a baddie
Yeah she got a nigga' but I make her call me daddy
She know that I love the freaks I think I need me a Stalli
Only fuck wit bod mon shoutout to my nigga' Tally, listen
Cocoá whippin cookin ina kitchen
Said I'm movin funny, I know I been movin' different
They don't wanna see me winnin, They don't wanna see me livin'
But my nigga' ride wit me, So don't get caught up in this friction
He got the tooley, ready to make a movie
Know that nigga' ride for me and yea he spinnin' ina hooptie'
All my niggas' down for me and yeah they finna' back the uzi'
If ya nigga' keep on starring bitch you know that mean he choosin
Issa treat Big bad bitch make yo nigga' wanna eat
Know he wanna suck me up from my head to my feet
Know that I'm the reason why u think yo nigga' wanna cheat
But Ima boss ass bitch He won't even get a peek
I got all this body bet you wanna know my name
Asking all these questions like you wanna play the game
Ima tricky lil' bitch I get all up in ya brain
Have you beggin for the Cocoá cuz' you feel it in your veins
I got all this body bet you wanna be my man
I already got a daddy so you lookin like a fan
Told that nigga' call me mamii when he throwin up them bandzz
He know he can't be my nigga' so he wanna be a frien
Aura!
Niggas hate when I get tight I'ma speak a little Boss shit
Comparing me to them, Well Im rare and you so often
Got me playin' D while my haters in the offense
Sit back, relax, chill, let me show you a boss bitch
Catch me in A With the sun up in my face
You know I be lookin' good don't yhu want a little taste
I'ma wetty lil' mami I be soakin' up the place
With my hands all on my body never knew that I could shake
Come up in my face again yea I dare a girl to try me
Bet you didn't know that I got shooters in the lobby
Ain't no hide and seek if you want it you could find me
Won't you say the truth cuz' I heard you lie like Tommy
I kill you in a verse you know I could smell food
While I'm eatin on this steak hope you get this mail soon
Your body in a letter Now you in the mail room
Don't return it back to sender cut a bitch real smooth like you
I got all this body bet you want to know my name
Askin all these questions like you wanna play the game
I'ma tricky lil' bitch I get all up in ya brain
Have you beggin for the Cocoá cuz' you feel it in ya veins
I got all this body bet you want to be my man
I already got a daddy so you lookin like a fan
Told that nigga' call me mamii when he throwin up them bandzz
He know he can't be my nigga' so he wanna be a frien
Fuck it
I got all this body bet you wanna know my name
Askin all these questions like you wanna play the game
I'ma Tricky lil' bitch I get all up in ya brain
Have you beggin for the Cocoá Cuz' you feel it in ya veins
I got all this body bet you wanna be my man
I already got a daddy so you lookin like a fan
Told that nigga' call me mamii
When he throwin up them bandzz
He know he can't be my nigga' so he wanna be a frien
Fuck it
We get 2 coolin' yeah I'm wit a baddie
Yeah she got a nigga' but I make her call me daddy
She know that I love the freaks I think I need me a Stalli
Only fuck wit bod mon shoutout to my nigga' Tally, listen
Cocoá whippin cookin ina kitchen
Said I'm movin funny, I know I been movin' different
They don't wanna see me winnin, They don't wanna see me livin'
But my nigga' ride wit me, So don't get caught up in this friction
He got the tooley, ready to make a movie
Know that nigga' ride for me and yea he spinnin' ina hooptie'
All my niggas' down for me and yeah they finna' back the uzi'
If ya nigga' keep on starring bitch you know that mean he choosin
Issa treat Big bad bitch make yo nigga' wanna eat
Know he wanna suck me up from my head to my feet
Know that I'm the reason why u think yo nigga' wanna cheat
But Ima boss ass bitch He won't even get a peek
I got all this body bet you wanna know my name
Asking all these questions like you wanna play the game
Ima tricky lil' bitch I get all up in ya brain
Have you beggin for the Cocoá cuz' you feel it in your veins
I got all this body bet you wanna be my man
I already got a daddy so you lookin like a fan
Told that nigga' call me mamii when he throwin up them bandzz
He know he can't be my nigga' so he wanna be a frien
Aura!
Niggas hate when I get tight I'ma speak a little Boss shit
Comparing me to them, Well Im rare and you so often
Got me playin' D while my haters in the offense
Sit back, relax, chill, let me show you a boss bitch
Catch me in A With the sun up in my face
You know I be lookin' good don't yhu want a little taste
I'ma wetty lil' mami I be soakin' up the place
With my hands all on my body never knew that I could shake
Come up in my face again yea I dare a girl to try me
Bet you didn't know that I got shooters in the lobby
Ain't no hide and seek if you want it you could find me
Won't you say the truth cuz' I heard you lie like Tommy
I kill you in a verse you know I could smell food
While I'm eatin on this steak hope you get this mail soon
Your body in a letter Now you in the mail room
Don't return it back to sender cut a bitch real smooth like you
I got all this body bet you want to know my name
Askin all these questions like you wanna play the game
I'ma tricky lil' bitch I get all up in ya brain
Have you beggin for the Cocoá cuz' you feel it in ya veins
I got all this body bet you want to be my man
I already got a daddy so you lookin like a fan
Told that nigga' call me mamii when he throwin up them bandzz
He know he can't be my nigga' so he wanna be a frien
Fuck it
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Writer(s): Slim Cocoá
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