the game MVP's down to earth, niggas talkin 'bout ki's They gotta grab theirs first while my crew sittin sippin Cristal, puffin spinach in my villa Money Boss
strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money So I sets
the floor We gon' boss up, boy, we gon' boss up We gon' boss up, boy, we gon' boss up We gon' boss up, boy, we gon' boss up We gon' boss up, boy, we gon
the same old game "hee-hee yo, what’s up to y’all, wanna hang? " "yeah sure" they said on the quick fast "by the way anybody got money for gass? " "nah
won't find you, or your Jordans again Take a boss to be ordered the men, give them a call If you don't have my money, in 24 hours Then the cocksucka
can't deal with this swagger Feel the banana, will squeeze the hammer I see your forehead, it will see the handle Will eat your money, will feed your
players play.. (the hustlers) (We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!) We puttin cash over ass, each and every day Go on let the players
a way, I guess you could say I was made to ball Act out and the K applaud Me and Nicki gon’ pave the coarse You wanna play the boss, you gon learn how
them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop, joints that rock Played the background, hand on my jock, holdin my glock (hahaha) Money
shit that Ludacris is on. Disturbing the peace if my stash missing stones. Yeah, count that work like a paycheck, niggas couldn't play The Game in a tapedeck. A boss
Still them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop Joints that rock, play the background Hand 'em a jock, hold 'em a glock (Hahaha) Money
Niggas in the hood show me love I'm the girl Pimp tight let my mink game down to the floor Pardon me if I gotta be a boss bitch I don't give a fuck
them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop Joints that rock, play the background Hand 'em a jock, hold 'em a glock (Ha, ha, ha) Money
to steal, I chainsawed his arm I drink blood from a cup when I wanna, then Plus, the bosses up north made me kill my friend They told me, "This ain't no game
't play no Public Enemy You ain't playin' no Boogie Down Productions You ain't tryin' to represent the black community You just carin' about your little ol' R&B bull You play
like what? Money Boss like what? The Gun Runners like what? And KNS like what? And Uptown like what? Shaolin, play, play on Strong Isle, play, play on and a Mt. Vern, play play
things, livin' off the King Pin Household thug, for all up in my business 26 inch chrome rims spin Don't check me, check your chick man (Yeah, hot shit!) Boss floss (Boss