Boss B*tch
| Title | Boss B*tch |
|---|---|
| Artist | Free Wéye |
| Album | lowkey |
| Release Date | 2020-01-02 |
| Description | ? |
| Lyrics | [burp*] Head on your chest Had my heart up on ya coochie Felt my heart beat Girl I know you thought you knew me Do your own thing so i guess you not a groupie And you thick as hell but I ain’t focused on ya booty Light the lavender we let it burn slow What’s my favorite color I said purple Made a cup of tea you know it’s herbal Yeah you fly as hell, you not a bird tho I’m a boss nigga so I need boss bitch Ooh you got that good throat; Ostrich Ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage Imma make you hit the high notes off pitch I’m a boss nigga so I need boss bitch Ooh you got that good throat; Ostrich Ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage Imma make you hit the high notes off pitch Arch in your back baby no exaggeration I love how you decisive girl you show no hesitation Know what you want and you know what you need Know what you like and I know you like me Sit up straight baby look me in my eye I know we taking time before you let me in your thighs I know you peeped the swag and couldn’t get me off ya mind F*cking with ya energy you might just be a dime I’m a boss nigga so I need boss bitch Ooh you got that good throat; Ostrich Ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage Imma make you hit the high notes off pitch I’m a boss nigga so I need a boss bitch Ooh you got that good throat; Ostrich Ooo you selfish so you hold me hostage Imma make you hit the high notes off pitch You might also like(BLACK ROYAL) Black man I aid you when you are hurt I wash your clothes when you treat me like dirt I turn my body into a home for yours even after you have found a home with better walls and a newer skirt I vowed to love you therefore I cannot revert That was my mother's cry My dear black brother, I Will not stand for the bullshit Will not stand before the pulpit Only for you to screw and drive me insane like the screwdriver in your toolkit I am tired I am not my mother, I am differently wired; A ball of fire, listen, I inspire, leave men with desire Tell my black queens to reach higher, til they have the power to hire and fire And my vagina is not for sale, I have no interest in you being a buyer I am not your subordinate Better realize the diamond that I am before you forfeit it |