Nadia Nakai - Imma Boss Lyrics

verse 1
Top ten I'm not ten, I'm top one
Look at my score and I told my niggas we got one
I see the shade they're throwing
But you can't block, son
I shine so bright that I even glow in the dark son
The stadiums are sold out
The merchandise is sold out
I did it all in two weeks
I did it with no roll out
You bitches need to slow down
'Cause it's about to go down
I treat my competition like my hairdo
That's a blow-out
I ain't gonna say it but I figured it out
A bunch of lames in the game
Only in it for clout
Shout out to Cass
Now we up in the house
You'd be surprised what you'd find
When you move all the cushions of the couch
It's just my coins
I don't need your advice
I did this shit without it
And now we still made it to France
I still made it to Spain
I told those bitches to dance
You bitches opened your legs
I went and opened for Chance
Now this is real talk
I'm the real king of S.A
Small circle, I don't like niggas, Young MA
Speaking Young MA, they fumbled my show
But it's okay, I bounce back like MJ the GOAT

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(I'm a boss boss boss boss boss)
(bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch)
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit
(I'm a boss boss boss boss boss)
(bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch)
I'm a big body bitch with a rude lip
You don't wanna start no new shit
These Louboutins I put on
This a bitch fit

verse 2
I said it's real talk
This that Family Tree top of the hill talk
This that I don't have to worry 'bout a bill talk
Straight to the money
No time for Netflix and chill talk
Baby I'm still-shot
And all these wack bitches, politicking propaganda
First emcee to bless the cover of Glamour
I ain't gonna lie
All this winning kinda scary
Getting booked so much I should work in the library
And I'm too real
You bitches go to the mall and shop the new heels
I tell my manager, Nah Go Shop A New Deal
We get a million views, tell me how you feel
Different brands cut the cheque
Now that's a few mill
In the casino with Casino
That's the fam for life
I need a favour
I don't ever have to ask him twice
And I don't pay him
If I do, it's less than half the price
Everybody wanna be her
When you're the face for Castle Lite
Expensive taste, you Mr Price
I'm back again, our acumen
I grab the ball, attack the rim
Who gon rim, bitch I've been

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