Boss Baller

Klank

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    [D-Shot talking]
    Aw shit (*Coughing*)
    That blunt ain't nuttin' nice man
    Peep game though
    Yeah (*Coughing*)
    Shit

    [Verse 1 - D-Shot]
    One mo' spot
    For the nigga named Shot
    With the D in the front
    Time to give 'em what they want
    Hoes wanna affiliate they self with the shot caller
    Cause they know I'm a baller
    I'm representin' nathan but the V
    Click shit, E-40 and B
    Legit, now we might clip some shit
    And to you tramp ass 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

    [Hook]
    A motherfuckin' 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 motherfuckin' 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

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    [Verse 2 - D-Shot]
    I break niggas like bitches in a game of craps
    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 shit E hooked
    Me and V was choppin' game about this bitch I shook
    Chased her through the town like a young greyhound
    Shot caller gettin' ghost bitch I'm out this town
    Hurricane in my system makes my Lexus run
    You can call me on the under bitch but you gets none

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3 - D-Shot]
    Now let you tellit 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 sluts 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 smob through the V
    Punk ass ho you don't know a thing about me

    [Hook]

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