It's Traidmarc TMG
I'm chillin' top billing, sittin' on 20 million
Ricky Late on my melon, while watchin' the milky way on the ceiling
Ooh, what a feelin' y'all
Boss Life
The stakes are high once you pull a cow on an elevator
Traidmarc Bosslife, well done innovator
No income, just revenues
Generated through multiple avenues
If you're not at the table, then your ass must be on the menu
Five hotels one night, three states one night
I'm a jetsetter
She sits on my lap, felt my bone, her ass got wetter
I'm in the cot, contemplatin'
Should I, shouldn't I, not smash
On an I-45 Lambo swerve, I'm bout to crash
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
I go for the madames, the boss ladies
Big booties, big titties, small waist, flat bellies
Tall ladies, rough riders, big dick burst rubbers
Born babies, pay child support
Break you off some change for the Mercedes
On the slide to the side, my fingers on her thighs
I'm a boss, that's right
Only deal with coke and candy
Yayo and brandy, keep the dope handy
She gets excited and she screams
Cocaine flowin' through my bloodstreams
20 carats on my wrist, red bottles on my feet
Late night scenes, lights out
All you see is the glow from my perfect white teeth
20 carat swing across my white tee
Give her the D, same night, made her wifey
She calls me daddy
She wanna roll with the boss
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
She's tired of jumpin' taxi
Ganja man know what her plan is
So I knack her for my backseat
She call me jungle like the Baptiste
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
Traidmarc - 6. Knack 247 (feat. Jungular) Lyrics
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English
It's Traidmarc TMG
I'm chillin' top billing, sittin' on 20 million
Ricky Late on my melon, while watchin' the milky way on the ceiling
Ooh, what a feelin' y'all
Boss Life
The stakes are high once you pull a cow on an elevator
Traidmarc Bosslife, well done innovator
No income, just revenues
Generated through multiple avenues
If you're not at the table, then your ass must be on the menu
Five hotels one night, three states one night
I'm a jetsetter
She sits on my lap, felt my bone, her ass got wetter
I'm in the cot, contemplatin'
Should I, shouldn't I, not smash
On an I-45 Lambo swerve, I'm bout to crash
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
I go for the madames, the boss ladies
Big booties, big titties, small waist, flat bellies
Tall ladies, rough riders, big dick burst rubbers
Born babies, pay child support
Break you off some change for the Mercedes
On the slide to the side, my fingers on her thighs
I'm a boss, that's right
Only deal with coke and candy
Yayo and brandy, keep the dope handy
She gets excited and she screams
Cocaine flowin' through my bloodstreams
20 carats on my wrist, red bottles on my feet
Late night scenes, lights out
All you see is the glow from my perfect white teeth
20 carat swing across my white tee
Give her the D, same night, made her wifey
She calls me daddy
She wanna roll with the boss
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
She's tired of jumpin' taxi
Ganja man know what her plan is
So I knack her for my backseat
She call me jungle like the Baptiste
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
I'm chillin' top billing, sittin' on 20 million
Ricky Late on my melon, while watchin' the milky way on the ceiling
Ooh, what a feelin' y'all
Boss Life
The stakes are high once you pull a cow on an elevator
Traidmarc Bosslife, well done innovator
No income, just revenues
Generated through multiple avenues
If you're not at the table, then your ass must be on the menu
Five hotels one night, three states one night
I'm a jetsetter
She sits on my lap, felt my bone, her ass got wetter
I'm in the cot, contemplatin'
Should I, shouldn't I, not smash
On an I-45 Lambo swerve, I'm bout to crash
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
I go for the madames, the boss ladies
Big booties, big titties, small waist, flat bellies
Tall ladies, rough riders, big dick burst rubbers
Born babies, pay child support
Break you off some change for the Mercedes
On the slide to the side, my fingers on her thighs
I'm a boss, that's right
Only deal with coke and candy
Yayo and brandy, keep the dope handy
She gets excited and she screams
Cocaine flowin' through my bloodstreams
20 carats on my wrist, red bottles on my feet
Late night scenes, lights out
All you see is the glow from my perfect white teeth
20 carat swing across my white tee
Give her the D, same night, made her wifey
She calls me daddy
She wanna roll with the boss
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
She's tired of jumpin' taxi
Ganja man know what her plan is
So I knack her for my backseat
She call me jungle like the Baptiste
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
All eyes on me, yeah
Shawty, I'm crystal clear
Shawty, I no dey fear
I'ma pull up, I'ma pull up for ya
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Dior
When you call, you know I pull up
Cause I'm outside with my G's
Poppin' bottles in the club
Now you rollin' with the boss
Writer: McDonald Emiantor, Jungular The Artist
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Traidmarc
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: McDonald Emiantor, Jungular The Artist