Birdman ft. DJ Khaled ft. Lil Wayne ft. Meek Mill ft. Rick Ross ft. Swizz Beatz ft. T.I. - Ima Boss (Remix)

[T.I.] I’m ridin’ dodge, I’m ridin’ by, on the westside which side am I Beemer 760I try me, let off sixty shots Again we got the city hidin’, poppin’ like it ‘posed to be Bitches who are not ménaging got no business standin' close to me So cold, a ferocious G, you niggas ain't as dope as me Mind your fuckin’ business, watch your mouth when you approachin' me I fuck with hoes who fuck with hoes, pills and powder socially I like em, I ain't love ‘em though, cold heart emotionally Exactly where the ocean is, ridin in a ghost again Slap you with a lot of spit until she swallow all of it Call the shots, run the shit, on some big money shit Serious 'bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shit Rappin’ 'bout a bunch of shit And you ain't even done it yet You the one they gunnin’ at How i’m ‘posed to honor that You all talk dawg, flaw and I ain't havin' none of that I’m big boss dawg floss all day, run it back [Refrain: Meek Mill] Bitch, i’m a boss, bitch, i’m a boss! I’ma boss, i’ma boss I play the shots I call the calls We in this bitch’ It’s goin’ downn Yeah, i’m the king Now where my muf-ckin’ crown? [Swiss Beatz] I’ma boss, she a boss We don’t care what it cost You just buy that muthaf-cka and you throw that muthaf-cka on You keep poppin’ them tags We just throw it in bags And then we hit the fucking block, we be droppin' them rags [Meek mill] Started with a dollar, turn it to an M Used to ride Impala, turn it to a Benz Bitches used hate me, turn into my friends You should see how people treat you when that money comin' in Bad bitches callin’ cause I’m ballin’ And these niggas hatin’ on me cause they starvin' And I’m parkin' Aston Martins where they walkin' These bitches ain’t important They informants really talkin' when the people get to honkin' I’m a boss really, Nino or Al Pacino Hundred racks on his Rollie, he light up like a casino Niggas really be fraud, I’ma keep it a c-note Got jewelers down in Miami, they throw it like Dan Marino [Rick Ross] Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks Everybody prayin' for me, I respect that Woke up in the hospital, where my checks at Then I put eight chains, where my necks at Hoppin' in the Ghost, I feel I’m dead set Worth 40 M's so respect that I put all my jewels on just to bone your chick You know the boss well known for leavin' bonuses We makin' money, may it marinate When the work clean, cut it like it’s carrot cake D-boys love the way I narrate I still whip it like it’s anime Remember Momma had a Cavalier Now she livin' like a Cleveland Cavalier Better check the stats, we fillin' arenas And I got the gats, Gilbert Arena’s [Refrain] [Swizz Beatz] You a boss, you a boss Seven five, seven showers on her Spend about thirteen hours on it 757 with the showers on it We spent about thirteen hours on it [Lil' Wayne] Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick I just f-cked the Avatar, now I got a blue dick Money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit You pushin' up daisies, daffodils, tulips I’m in my zone, I’m Angie Stoned I point the pistol at you like a camera phone I’m Young Money, cash money, i’m not human I’m tryna get money, money like Mark Cuban If she don’t respect me, she gon respect this dick The world is an asshole and we the next big shit Damn right I gang bang, tell 'em blood up slime Fuck off, I had to say fuck one time, get it [Birdman] When I came up in this bitch I was shinin' every summer Took the whole thing, the young nigga doin' numbers Tote two nines, iced out stuntin’ Candy on the Ave, candy on the slab Hundred G’s, Cash Money millionaires Hundred mill, how we flipped it off the ave Blood rich gang, yo