Boss Up

By Esham

On Repentance

Released on November 18, 2003

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[Intro: Esham]

Boss up, b-b-boss up

(Yeah) Boss up, b-b-boss up (Woo-hoo-hoo!)

(Uh) Boss up, b-b-boss up

(Say whut) Boss up, b-b-boss up

[Chorus: Esham & Violent J]

Boss up, don't get me crossed up

We like to drink the sauce up, toss money at the bar and floss up (Boss up, y'all)

Boss up, y'all know who's the nicest

I'm from Detroit, player, I don't care what the price is


[Verse 1: Esham]

I don't wear Nike Air force ones no more, baby, I'm sorry

My sneakers cost nine hundred dollars and they made by Mauri

My shit's ridiculous, got gold in my toilet stool

And bitches wanna swim with diamonds in my swimmin' pool

"He's so cool!" When the girls see me, they all drool

Because they know that I'm the one that's breakin' all the rules

My mink coat's so long, you can mistake it for carpet

You got purple kush up in that blunt, homie? Just spark it

If twenty-six's ain't on your truck, you should just park it

Because you're out there like that department store, Target

I bought the Beatles catalog back from Michael Jackson

Then called his ass a child-molester right before I slapped him

Then sold the shit to Paul McCartney, then I double-taxed him

The chrome Desert Eagle convinced him - and relaxed him

Christina Aguilara came over, did me dirty

I told Beyonce stop tryin' to give me Jay z's birdy

I know you purdy, but go get me an ice-cold Pepsi

Then get your ass in this hot tub with me and Lisa Marie Presley

[Chorus: Esham & Violent J]

Boss up, don't get me crossed up

We like to drink the sauce up, toss money at the bar and floss up (Boss up, y'all)

Boss up, y'all know who's the nicest

I'm from Detroit, player, I don't care what the price is


[Verse 2: Esham]

I walk on rose petals, my feet never touch the ground

Got two bitches, one to wipe me up, one to wipe me down

I sleep with three women all night, it's like a hardcore porn

They got me shaking in my bed like Ozzy Osbourne

I got the power, I'm pissin' golden showers

The ho that wipe my ass say it smells like flowers

Is that necessary? Me and Hallie Barry in a bubble bath

Just got back from Germany, I'm jet lagged

[Chorus: Esham & Violent J]

Boss up, don't get me crossed up

We like to drink the sauce up, toss money at the bar and floss up (Boss up, y'all)

Boss up, y'all know who's the nicest

I'm from Detroit, player, I don't care what the price is


[Verse 3: Esham]

I got four hundred acres in the city on the East side

Police, they work for me, deliver donuts and pizza

I pay Mariah Carey to come and sit on my toilet and sing to me

When I'm in the tub, and dry my booty when I'm done

I got three helicopters and I rent them out for videos

So rappers can front and try to boss up like me, I suppose

I got a pit with platinum slugs and a dog house, with an escalator in it

You's a hater, admit it, I did it, I made it, you hate it, can't fade it

Murdered a bitch with my bare hands and only got a fine and paid it

Bought the jury each a bently, after the trial I took it back

Here I come! Look at that! Where my fuckin' hookers at?

Had a private jet, but I sold it to the Soviets

As boss as it gets, for real and flossin' all hits

I'm underground, undetected, much respected

Never rejected, my downfall, don't expect it

[Chorus: Esham & Violent J]

Boss up, don't get me crossed up

We like to drink the sauce up, toss money at the bar and floss up (Boss up, y'all)

Boss up, y'all know who's the nicest

I'm from Detroit, player, I don't care what the price is


[Outro]

Boss up, b-b-boss up

Boss up, b-b-boss up

Boss up, b-b-boss up

Boss up, b-b-boss up