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lirik lagu boss baller – click

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[d-shot talking]
aw sh-t (coughing)
that blunt ain’t nuttin’ nice man
peep game though
yeah (coughing)
sh-t

[verse 1 – d-shot]
one mo’ spot
for the n-gg- named shot
with the d in the front
time to give ’em what they want
hoes want to affiliate they self with the shot caller
cause they know i’m a baller
i’m representin’ nathan but the v
click sh-t, e-40 and be
legit, now we might clip some sh-t
and to you tramp -ss hoes it goes something like this
you can call me on the under
but you can never meet shot on that alias number
the hoes ball down to my sc 4 double 0
but what they don’t know

[chorus]
a motherf-ckin’ thang about d-shot
cause he’s got way mo’ knots than a d-spot
a boss baller comin’ out the v
the d to the s to the h-o-t
who knows a motherf-ckin’ thang about d-shot
cause he’s got way mo’ knots than a d-spot
a boss baller comin’ out the v
the d to the s to the h-o-t

[verse 2 – d-shot]
i break n-gg-s like b-tches in a game of cr-ps
no screws on my cruise but a gang of straps
it ain’t my fault, i ain’t trippin’ like i try to tell hoes
at the club on my knock it’s them streisdale hoes
six-footer on the scale she’s a 1-6-0
big shot from the block fixin’ to knock this ho
at the club way perved on some sh-t e hooked
me and v was choppin’ game about this b-tch i shook
chased her through the town like a young greyhound
shot caller gettin’ ghost b-tch i’m out this town
hurricane in my system makes my lexus run
you can call me on the under b-tch but you gets none

[chorus]

[verse 3 – d-shot]
now let you tell it d-shot is a big fella
a click fella, at 2-6-0 i’m a thick fella
and my side hogs and my dogs know the rest
when funk was on i wore a triple x vest
in the drought season i went rock for rock
i guess that’s why they say i knock harder than a d-spot
and hoes ooh i’m on them sl-ts and tramps
you can ride on my trunk just don’t blow up my amps
but never shotgun shot don’t have one to fit a gender
six-foot breakin’ she’s a bender
tryin’ to chase the coupe as i mob through the v
punk -ss ho you don’t know a thing about me

[chorus]