Who's The Boss? Lyrics

Now who that is talkin' that about the Tics?

Somebody probably jealous cuz they got hit

But ain't nobody else droppin' hits like this

Should we apologize? Naw never, just leave 'em

[Lil' T]

I'm like what's up doggie? Lemme introduce my clique and I

Lunatics, I'm Lil' T rollin' ninety miles per hour

You ain't know me but now you do

Represent the, C-I-T-Y of Saint Lue

M-I zzou

You think you right for doin' wrong

Phone up flamin' like hemorroids

Talk on CD's boy

Police will have you noid

Just avoid and ill too legal

And my peoples

I'm the boss and that's the way it's gone be

[Nelly]

Now they play Nelly like I was, nobody

Now she all on my team cuz she heard I rock parties

Smoke more Ladi than Dadi

In the center like Jihadi

Your salty conversations about me and my relations

I done had, made man

A gang of baby Dads

Why you whinin' like you G.D.?

C.C. I think it's in me

Jealous cuz when they come to hit, 'tics get many cuz

I'm the boss and this the way it's gone be

[Chorus]

[?]

Now these Mac's wanna hear 'em for mackin' on slim Kim

Mad because she pay down, she bought me a gang of Tims

Have me sparky like Simpsons, hit them, bent them

What about the whole night? Oh, nights? Never spent them

U.P.S. shipped them

D-two sent it

From here and til' on it, everything copastetic
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One-oh-five gone bump it, Lunatics bumpin' like a drummer cuz

I'm the boss and this is the way it's gone be

[?]

Apologize for what? What you seen and what you saw?

Now my name starts your sentence, you'z a hater by law

I'm by far tighter than training bras on Dolly Parton

You think your girl don't like us? You'z a joke like Steve Martin

I've been pardoned for sayin' Lunatics no competition

I lay tracks like a beautician while your gal's on a mission

While you trippin', pink-slippin', it's your gal I be pimpin' cuz

I'm the boss and this is how it's gone be

[City Spud]

Now tell me why everybody wanna watch me now?

And the, fly honeys wanna rock me now

And them playin' hatin' fellas tryin' to hunt me down

But they always on my jock when I come around

I hit the spot and keeps it hot when I lays it down

I see alot of ladies, tell Mary-Go-Round

Droppin' hits like this, so you can pay me now

And uh

I'm the boss and this is how it's gone be

[Chorus]

[Nelly]

Day-o, Day-o

Lunatics gone blow

So don't look any further

Day-o, Day-o

Lunatics gone blow

So don't look any further, further

[Chorus]

[Nelly]

Day-o, Day-o

Lunatics gone blow

So don't look any further

Day-o, Day-o

Lunatics gone blow

So don't look any further, further

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