Boss Bae

Boss lady and it taste like apple
Real strict wit' it, I ain't givin' out no samples
Bitch, I'm the truth and that's facts like Snapple
Niggas talk a lot but it sound like cap though

These bitches say they rap, they don't really rap though
I kill it when I'm done up, and I kill it when I'm natural
I be chillin' butt naked in the castle
And bitch, I'm 'bout to blow like a birthday candle

Boss bae, all day
And it's fuck what a hater gotta say
Boss bae, all day
Pretty brown lil' bitch from LA
(Ooh)

Cinnamon Toast Crunch in the mornin'
Call up my favorite boss nigga when I'm horny
And he can't get none of it if he corny
'Cause that's the type of shit that have a bitch on Maury

I don't spare none of these niggas, tell 'em how it is
I prepare all of these niggas, tell 'em we just friends
Then I send these niggas packin' like they doin' bids
Hurt yo' feelings in the mix and that's just what it is

Boss bae, all day
And it's fuck what a hater gotta say
Boss bae, all day
Pretty brown lil' bitch from LA
(Ooh)

And it's fuck what a hater gotta say (ooh)
Pretty brown lil' bitch from LA (ooh)



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Roney James Williams
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