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Rick Ross - Boss - текст песни, видео

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Rick Ross - Boss - текст песни, видео

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Уроки эстрадного вокала в Санкт-Петербурге
(feat. Dre) 

[Chorus:] 
Run how you want, boss 
Chill how you want, boss 
Floss how you want, boss 
Do whatcha like 
Go rock your chain, boss 
Pour that champagne, boss 
Keep getting paid, boss 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross, la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross,la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like 

[Verse 1:] 
As I'm poppin' my collar, black on black antique impala 
She ain't gotta speak cuz my speakers let her know that I'm ballin 
They call me the boss, I be calling the shots 
It's Ricky Ross, that boy be ballin alot 
That boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rim's 
Not the flats but the fish cuz they just swim 
New York to the west, you a boss if you fresh 
Scuff your shoes, wipe em down 
Now get back on your two step 
Stunting is boss 
Shining is boss 
Grand daddy kush, or the purt, yellow diamonds is boss 
That dime a boss, She fine as a house 
And she driving a porche, She designed for a boss 

[Chorus:] 
Run how you want, boss 
Chill how you want, boss 
Floss how you want, boss 
Do whatcha like 
Go rock your chain, boss 
Pour that champagne, boss 
Keep getting paid, boss 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross, la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross,la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like 

[Verse 2:] 
I'm ridin' big, I'm hoping lanes 
My chevy thang, Got this chickens all insane 
Look at my stones tap dancing on the bezzle 
Bad baby at the rollie, lap dancing and wanna kiss me 
Oh no, cuz of my chain 
Cuz of my bling like a peacock standing on my ring 
Cuz I'm a boss, I'm a spend it 
I'm a floss, I'm a winner 
You the loss, all these niggas 
Sprinkle soft cuz im the pepper and the salt 
Whatcha feel, whatcha like 
Whatcha want, what's your type 
I done seen it, done it twice, bought it up the same night 
Cuz I'm a boss, its Ricky Ross 
If u buy, if u spend it, fuck the cost 
You's a boss, You a boss 

[Chorus:] 
Run how you want, boss 
Chill how you want, boss 
Floss how you want, boss 
Do whatcha like 
Go rock your chain, boss 
Pour that champagne, boss 
Keep getting paid, boss 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross, la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross,la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like 

[Verse 3:] 
Before the block got whipped 
And they Pistol got ripped 
Before u got any chips 
You got permission from the boss 
On a mission for the charts, out-smart my competition 
Composition so sharp, so dark ,so vivid 
26's on the old school 
Pro tools session 
Got the old school ho's 
Acting brand new sweating 
Brand new tennis chain, fancy pockets on my jeans 
Headed for the walk dude, fore' they win him on the stage 
Two a day, super pay 
Stupid brain from a model 
Triple c a hundred deep 
And everybody got a bottle 
Got a bottle full of purp 
Full of work, no leachin' 
Blew 50 last weekend, if you looking for a reason 
I'm the boss 

[Chorus:] 
Run how you want, boss 
Chill how you want, boss 
Floss how you want, boss 
Do whatcha like 
Go rock your chain, boss 
Pour that champagne, boss 
Keep getting paid, boss 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross, la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like 
Ross,la la, la la, la la 
Do Whatcha like
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