[Intro - DJ Khaled] Remix! This the I’mma Boss remix Meek Mill, lets go…
[Verse 1 - T.I.] I’m ridin’ Dodge, I’m ridin’ by Holla Westside, right side am I Beemer 760i, try me, let off 60 shots Again we got the city hidin’, poppin’ like it ‘posed to be Hoes who not menaging got no business standing close to me So cold, a ferocious G, niggas ain’t as dope as me Mind your fuckin’ business, watch ya mouth when you approaching me I fuck with hoes who fuck with hoes, who pills and powder socially I like ‘em, I don’t love ‘em though, cold heart emotionally Take me 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, flow and I ain’t having none of that I’m big boss dawg, floss all day, run it back
[Chorus - Meek Mill & (Rick Ross)] Bitch I’m a boss, (I’mma boss) Bitch I’m a boss, (I’mma boss) I play the shots (huh), I call the calls (huh) We in this bitch, it’s goin’ down Yeah I’m the king, now where my motherfuckin’ crown?
[Hook - Swizz Beatz] You a boss, you a boss You don’t care what it cost You just buy that motherfucker and you throw that shit on You be poppin’ them tags We just throw it in bags And then we hit the fucking block, we be dropping them rags
[Verse 2 - 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 money coming in Bad bitches callin’ cause I’m ballin’ And these niggas hatin’ on me cause they starving And I’m parking Aston Martin’s where they walking These niggas ain’t important, they informants Really talking when the people get to honking I’mma boss, really, Nino or Al Pacino Hundred racks on this Rollie, he light up like a casino Niggas really be fraud, I’mma keep it a c-note Got shooters down in Miami, they throw it like Dan Marino
[Verse 3 - Rick Ross] Had a couple seizures, call ‘em minor setbacks Everybody praying for me, I respect that Woke up in the hospital, where my checks at? Then I put 8 chains where my necks at Hopping 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 ya chick You know the boss well known for leaving bonuses We making 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, haha! Remember momma had a cavalier Now she living like a Cleveland Cavalier Better check the stats, we filling arena’s And I got the Gat’s, Gilbert Arena’s
[Chorus - Meek Mill & (Rick Ross)] Bitch I’m a boss, (I’mma boss) Bitch I’m a boss, (I’mma boss) I play the shots (huh), I call the calls (huh) We in this bitch, it’s goin’ down Yeah I’m the king, now where my motherfuckin’ crown?
[Hook - Swizz Beatz] You a boss, you a boss 75, 7 showers on her Spend about 13 hours on it 757 with the showers on it We spent about 13 hours on it
[Verse 4 - Lil Wayne] Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick I just fucked an avatar, now I got a blue dick Money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit You pushing 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 Boy 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! I had to say fuck one time, get it