[Lyric] Do It For A Boss (J.R.)

Chorus:
Drop it to the floor baby
Now bring it back up
And bring it on back
Yeah I like it like dat
Who you came here with
Yeah
Cause you got me bout to spend it all
Drop four or five stacks on you
Now let me show you how to ball

Verse One:
Bottles on bottles
Pour it on the bitches
I live in the moment
Everyday is like a picture
Me
I quarterback my niggas
Shots of straight liquor
You know that you a boss
When everybody call you mister
King a my city
Comfort Zone running shit
Now do it for a boss like you wanted it
Certified
Like the government
What you niggas making bitch I doublе it
Come an join a team living life how I takе it nigga
Instead you Rolling round with some basic niggas
Let me school you youngins with the basics niggas
If life don't give you shit
You gotta take it nigga
Smoke one
Reminisce
They say I live too fast
I just smirk and show a knot a cash
And tell her dance hoe
Now come and show a boss
What you twerkin' with
Chorus:
Drop it to the floor baby
Now bring it back up
And bring it on back
Yeah I like it like dat
Who you came here with
Yeah
Cause you got me bout to spend it all
Drop four or five stacks on you
Now let me show you how to ball

Verse two:
Ciroc boy
No chaser
Bad bitch
Don't chase her
I figure once she see me throw a stack
I bet her ass coming back
That's just how the game go
I just play along
She whisper in my ear that this her favorite song
I asked her was she looking for a boss
I told her ass get a job
Comfort Zone running shit
Face it nigga
I know my city didn't think I'd make it nigga
But look how I did it so quick
Take yoour bitch and tell that hoe
Shake that ass for my clique
Look, I balls hard
I point guard
Guess I was born ta ball
Whip game so mean
That's why I just be swerving on them
Latte brought dat burner back
Youngin brought me a bird back
Og went low key
With OZ's and murder straps
Ha!
Talking:
Who you came here with
You got me bout to spend it all
Drop a couple stacks on you
Now let me show you how to ball