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[Chorus]
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)

[Bridge]
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed UP!)

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)

[Bridge]
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed UP!)

[Verse]
Bitch I’m a boss, don’t give a fuck bout the law
Don’t pay your tax, you get tossed
Pull up wit hundred round drums, bitch
Shoot up your house and your car
Aye
I told that bitch how to draw
Aye
I taught that bitch how to snort
They keep on addin’ these charges, fuck it
I ain’t gon show up in court!
Bitch, I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays
I’m a rich nigga, don’t care what you think
I bought a couple of bags of cocaine
And aye, I took it straight to the brain
I’m bossed up, I’m bossed up, I’m bossed up
Get the fuck out of my way
Get tossed up, you actin’, you trollin’
Get the fuck out of my face

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)

[Bridge]
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed UP!)

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)
Bitch I’m a boss, I’m a boss making plays (bossed up)

[Bridge]
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed up.)
BOSSED UP! (Bossed UP!)

[Outro]
Boonk Gang a motherfuckin’ boss, know it?

[Intro]
Ayy, yeah, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
I’m a runner to the money
Count digits and shit, that’s sunny
I get more than ever wanted
Eat dinner, I’m bout my Funyuns
I ain’t speaking on these bitches
Less hundreds, just in the duffle
More important
Sit in meetings and tell ‘em don’t move a muscle
Now I’m ballin’, all my exes don’t call ‘em or send a message (hello?)
Can’t sex ‘em or arrest ‘em
I promise I’m somewhere flexing
Add it up, then load the western
I’m fiending the latest stretch up
Bop these bitches on the daily
Don’t trust ‘em, these girls be faking
I smoke inner dope and outer dope
My money long, no uzi song
Tatted on his face, he tried to hit me with the baby strokes
Uno up you, losing hoe
Paid in full, Margiela’s on
He ain’t rocking, you ain’t popping
I’ma walk in, vibe alone
I ain’t friendly, but I’m pretty, little bitch pick your face up
You ain’t got no money, cause you funny, get your weight up
Fuck a nine to five, you ain’t no lick you better shake some
Hating on me, a different wave, you could never take none

[Chorus]
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh!)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh!)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em?
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em?

[Verse 2]
Bitch!
I got thirties, I got k’s, bitch I get slayed
Nigga on my tip, want to fuck me on another day
Off the henny, so she get loose
Diamond studs up on my shoe
AP light, I lit the booth
Back and forth, what you gon’ do?
Bitches fake, bitches opps
Bust her top like she a pop
Kiss my ass, I’m at the top
Ain’t give me shit, I had to watch
Petty rumors is deceiving
Drop the top, let’s pave the ceiling
Maybe but just keep him willing
Drop them tapes, them shits be killing
Hating on me, you broke
Lil’ bitch did some money sport
You gon’ have to pick a source
You gon’ have to get endorsed
Keep it G, I’m a freak
I might let him lick my feet
Put your head up on the seat
Run your mouth, you get deceased
I ain’t waiting for it
If the doll’s in this bitch, he gon’ pay for it
Put your nigga on my roster, I’m gon’ take yours
I ain’t fighting for no title, I just claim it
Really banging, really cocky if you hate me (bitch)

[Chorus]
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em?
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em?

[Verse 1]
Midnight riding in my old two seater rolling down the boulevard
Headlights shining on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard
Black leather jacket on a Friday night
Fire up the lighter and a lucky strike
The radio’s saying "Take a walk on the wild side"
And it’s got me feeling like…

[Chorus 1]
Go wide open it’s a pedal down kind of a thing
Little bit of Mo-Town smooth
A little bit of Memphis Blues
A sea of emotion raining all over me
Give me that heart and that soul
American rock ‘n roll

[Verse 2]
I can see the banner on the courthouse flying proud red, white, and blue
I can see her waiving on the corner smiling cause she feels just like I do
Now she’s sitting right next to me
Everything’s how it oughta be
Being young in the land of the free
And she’s got me feeling like…

[Chorus 2]
Go wide open it’s a pedal down kind of a thing
A little bit of Folsom Blues
A little bit of gangster smooth
A sea of emotion raining all over me
Give me that heart and that soul
American rock ‘n roll

[Bridge]
Midnight riding in my old two seater rolling down the boulevard
Headlights shining on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard
And it’s got me feeling like…

[Chorus 3]
Go wide open it’s a pedal down kind of a thing
A little bit of Delta Blues
A little "Blue Suede Shoes"
A sea of emotion raining all over me
Give me that heart and that soul
American rock ‘n roll
American rock ‘n roll
American rock ‘n roll
American rock ‘n roll

[Intro]
Quédate aquí, te conviene
Vamo’ a dejar que esto pase
Y mientras tú te entretiene’
Yo me vuelvo fanático de lo que haces

Quédate aquí, te conviene
Si hay guerra podemo’ hacer las pase’ (podemo’ hacer las pases)
Yo quiero que tú me enseñe’
Todo lo que tú haces, tú haces

[Coro]
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras

Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras

[Verso 1]
Tú te ves tan bien, pero me pones tan mal
Quédateme aquí por si no te vuelvo a encontrar
Te conviene y lo sabes, como sabes actuar
Y por más que lo disfraces yo lo sé interpretar
Si todo va bien no hay por qué pasarlo mal
Tantas son las horas que yo ni quiero esperar
Te conviene y lo sabes, que te quieres quedar
No empezó pero ya sabes como va a terminar

[Puente]
Presiento que quieres acabar encima de mí
Dime y yo paro el tiempo
Siempre recuerda que, que

[Coro]
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras

Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras

[Verso 2]
Con confianza le damo’ hasta el suelo
Un par de copa’ y yo ya sé que puedo
Tómate tu tiempo mi nena, yo espero
Aunque me mate, sólo sugiero
No hay más que hablar, dímelo después
Baby ahora hay que aprovechar
Por si no se vuelve a dar, otra vez

[Puente]
No hay más que hablar, dímelo después
Baby ahora hay que aprovechar
Por si no se vuelve a dar, otra vez

[Coro]
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras

Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras

[Outro]
J Balvin, men (yep)
Sky Rompiendo
Tainy
Reggae-reggaeton, yeah, yeah
Come on (wuh, wuh)
Reggae-reggaeton, yeah
(J Balvin men, Tainy, Sky Rompiendo)
¿’Tamo rompiendo o no estamos rompiendo muchachos?
Leggo’, leggo’

[Chorus]
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?
Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love girl?

[Bridge]
Neither do I
I say we find out, cover your eyes
Well go turn the lights out
I know you want it from the way you like to move, girl
Why you frontin’ like you ain’t got nothing to lose, girl?
I’m just tryna make a move girl
Get you in the nude girl
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I remember days when
This wouldn’t go the same before I was famous
It’s true we out here chasing bitches
Now I’m done with that
I came up and now I’m rich
I got sum’n wrong with that
But you different than these women
Got me coming back
Can’t let anybody have you
Can’t have none of that

[Chorus 2]
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?
Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?
Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?

[Bridge]
Neither do I
I say we find out, cover your eyes
Well go turn the lights out
I know you want it from the way you like to move, girl
Why you frontin’ like you ain’t got nothing to lose, girl?
I’m just tryna make a move girl
Get you in the nude girl
Yeah, yeah

[Bridge 2]
Do you ever think about me when I’m not around?
Do you ever think about me when I’m not around?
Do you ever think about me when I’m not around?
Do you ever think about me when I’m not around?

[Chorus 2]
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?
Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?
Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?