[DJ Khaled]
REMIX!
IT'S THE I'm BOSS REMIX
MEEK MILLY
LET'S GO!

[T.I.]
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin’ by, holla westside; right, which side am I?
Beemer 760I, try me let off sixty shots
Again we got the city hidin’, poppin’ like it ‘posed to be
Hoes who not ménaging got no business standin' close to me
So cold, I'm ferocious G, niggas ain't as dope as me
Mind your [bad word]  business, watch your mouth when you approachin' me
I [bad word] with hoes who [bad word] with hoes, do pills and powder socially
I like em, I ain't love ‘em though, cold heart emotionally
Captain where the ocean is, ridin in a ghost again
Slap you with a lot of spit until she swallow all of it
Call the [bad word] the [bad word]  on some big money [bad word] 
Serious 'bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny [bad word] 
Rappin’ 'bout a bunch of [bad word] 
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 [bad word] it back

[Refrain: Meek Mill]
 [bad word]  I'm a boss, [bad word]  I'm a boss!
I’ma boss, I'mma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
We in this [bad word] 
It’s goin’ down
Yeah, I'm the king
Now where my [bad word]  crown?

[Swiss Beatz]
I’ma boss, she a boss
We don’t care what it cost
You just buy that [bad word] and you throw that [bad word] on
You keep poppin’ them tags
We just throw it in bags
And then we hit the [bad word] 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
Niggas used hate me, turn into my friends
You should see how people treat you when that [bad word] in
Bad [bad word] callin’ cause I'm ballin’
And these niggas hatin’ on me cause they starvin'
And I'm parkin' Aston Martins where they walkin'
These [bad word] 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 this Rollie, he light up like a casino
Niggas really be fraud, I’ma keep it a c-note
Got shooters down in Miami, they throw it like Dan Marino

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[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 Anna Mae
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 [bad word] an Avatar, now I got a blue [bad word] 
Money talks, [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
The world is an [bad word] and we the next big [bad word]  [bad word] right I gang bang, tell 'em blood up slime
 [bad word]  I had to say [bad word] one time, get it

[Birdman]
When I came up in this [bad word] I was shinin' every summer
Took the whole thing, the young [bad word] doin' numbers
Tote two nines, iced out stuntin’
Candy on the Ave, candy on the slab
Hundred Gs [bad word]  Cash Money millionaires
Hundred mill, how we flipped it off the ave
Blood rich gang, you know we filthy [bad word] 
The money do swang, behind a killa [bad word] 
Catch me uptown puttin’ it down
Movin' all around, new fleets with my round
Touch another town, puttin’ it all down
Pop a hundred bottles [bad word]  we wear the crown

[Refrain]