Birdman - 5 * Stunna (2007) by Birdman (보컬) on maniadb.com

(feat. Lil' Wayne)

We be stuntin' on these bitches
get money on these bitches
250 on the wrist nigga we be the illest
we be the realest
see em be niggaz
up-town soldier with the money to the ceiling
shinnin' like a diamond from an eagle to a pigeon
birds on the wire a hundred deep and we chillen

finger on the trigger thats the up-town livin'
high o the sky no doubt we livin'
hustlin' doin donuts in the lamb
candy on the slam
50 on the air
hundred at the crib
get it how ya live
stuntin' on these bitches red diamonds how i feel

DJ Khaled
Dis for da hood, Dis for da ghetto
Dis for all dem niggas gettin dat money
Dat cash money, Dat 100 million dollar money
We got money
We da best

Rick Ross
Ridin big, gettin mine
Two microwaves flip a brick at a time
Bandana on da handle ready for da whip
When I wear da whitest soft watch it disappear
I disappear in da middle of da night
When I reappear bet da boss look so bright
Fo life, dough boy, More strikes, O boy
We ridin low, Gettin high
80 round drum let ya know da time
When you see da Maybachs nigga know its mine
Ridin on da 2 4's runnin ahead of my time
Watch runnin from kind, Anotha one on my mind
Phone bill 4 grand get ya ho in da line
In da hood ho niggas act funny
Only real niggas really get to touch cash money

Cool, Dr. Dre
I spend about 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto)
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto

Birdman
Everyday a new whip hommie, So you know I gets my shine on
Flip after we flip hommie, So you know I gets my grind on
Birdman daddy, Pullin up in dat brand new Cadi
Got money, livin lavish, Got bitches, shippin baggage
Move dem thangs, Get dem thangs, Switch dat lane
Get dat chains, Flip dem thangs, Get yo money hommie do yo thang
See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times
Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money lik 10 more times nigga

Cool, Dr. Dre
I spend about 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto)
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto

Young Jeezy
I'm from da ghetto, da bottoms, da hood, da slums
There's money out here, we just tryin to get some
Cool like Dre nigga, A like K
When ya talk about me you better watch what ya say
Don't ever keep dem thangs where ya lay
Cuz dem pussy ass niggas show da folks where ya stay
Ya thought he was ya dawg, said he was a G
Sounds like anotha code feeling to me
Niggas move sloppy and I really don't like it
F**k around and get everybody inedited
Saw dis shit commin, you woulda thought I was a psychic
F**k around go dead broke tryin to fight it

Lil Wayne
I, I, I all nighted, I every dayed it
And when it comes to my dues, I over payed it
Rated hood bitch, Bitch I'm hood bitch
I aint a asshole, but I'm on some hood shit
I wish I would switch, I don't know how
Blood gang sworm like a red ant pile
Mean mug, like I can't smile
Like my grill big, Coast me a 100 thou

Cool, Dr. Dre
I spend about 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto)
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto

DJ Khaled
Cash Money Millionaires, Cash Money Billionaires, Cash Money Trillionaires
We rich, We aint neva gone stop, Neva
We got money nigga

(feat. Lil Wayne)

(Lil Wayne:)
Stunna it's your turf baby haha
And me the heart thrive
Yeah I be with dem different hoes
You know dem different hoes
I mean dem
Believe dat
Uh huh
Believe dat
Tell em girl
Believe dat

(Birdman:)
Got a bitch in the back
Got a hoe in the front
Got work in the back
Got more in the front
It be the birdman baby
Birdman everything kosher
Birdman baby feathers all over
Tony montano white leather soft sofas
Got to many cars so now I buy choufers
All about my penion like a motherfuckin loafer
I was in the crack game before baking soda
Bitch I'm a o-g bitch I'm o-g I'm gettin high off my money
Til I o.d see you don't know me the bitches know me my old hoes tell me go back to gold tee
King size bed nigga gold sheets gold bottle for breakfast nigga let's eat
I got five and they all sexy, they all drive new cars and they love me

(Lil Wayne:)
Yeah cause I be with dem different hoes
I mean dem different hoes

Believe dat
Uh huh
Believe dat
Tell em girl
Believe dat
Put your name
Believe dat
Where you from
Believe dat
I know what your saying
Believe dat
It's like I'm just playing but
Believe dat

(Birdman:)
Look fresh with the heavy metal
You know I need that
Gucci stay fly on the stage believe dat
We one of a kind we do it til you see me black
Ice with the chrome and the silver how you love dat
Too fresh to cool too shiny too foo' too sunny spend money
That just what we do believe I'm shine believe I'm a grind
Believe me your girl at my house all the time believe
I'm a bout to hustla believe I've got the mustla believe I'm a stunna man you know I know the struggle
Come from the pot pan come from another land
Come with a better game baby I'm the bird man

(Lil Wayne:)
Yeah cause I be with different hoes
Ya know dem different hoes
I mean weezy believe dat
You jus gone cut me off
Believe dat

What believe dat
I know what
Your saying
Believe dat
I feel you
Believe dat
Ay why you crying
Believe dat
Yo you ain't lying
Believe dat

I'm on the yacht and boats
Pills and hydro
Bras and money homey
That's what a nigga know
She know I shine cause
You know I grind cause
She know I'm high with the metal all the time cause
And she believe me and she all in me
We poppin bottles to a few of her ocean b
I'm all nc. I'm all good daddy I'm the birdman
You know I'm in the new caddy
Believe me she get money just like me
I stay strapped with the flame in my new fleet
100 millon dolla suede seats with the leather seats
With the gator on the front with the platinum teets

Ya bitch
I be with dem different hoes
I mean dem different hoes
I mean weezy
Believe dat
They just gonna cut me off
Believe dat
I understand
Believe dat
Believe dat
My girl say and I say believe dat (x2)

Yeah
Believe dat one hundred
Let me take a shot
I want my shawdy
I like dem tall thin and shot
Girl what
Believe dat
Believe dat

[Intro - Lil Wayne]
And we gone grind
I say we gone grind
I say we gone grind (X2)
I'm grinding y'all

[Verse 1 - Birdman]
Fuck it we going to get it homie
Pop it and split it homie, live it and hustle homie
Grind till we billions homie, more money, new lens
More money, new Benz, more money, two twins
What we toting homie?
Got it from the bottom, raised to the top with it, hundred mill' rock with it
Hundred mill' drop with it, got the Benz and the Phantom like way back
Forty, fifty cars in my hood, bitch touch that
Play the model nigga, drinking out the bottle with it, on the island with it
Money and power with it, watch the little nigga jam on you bitches
While I'll be sitting on the island, nigga fucking these bitches
More hundred

[Chorus - Lil Wayne] X4
And we gone grind
I say we gone grind
I say we gone grind

[Verse 2 - Brisco]
Same clothes three days, watch me get my grind on

My auntie say I smoke too much, that's why a nigga mind gone
Can't stop hustling, I get it from my dad, all I know is box, Cuban stamps, and Ziploc bags
Rental cars tinted out, time to hit the interstate
Got a fetish for Ferraris and bad bitches I can renovate
I ain't talking penny weight, I'm talking big money
I'm talking breaking it down, to the last onion
Poppy know my forte, I get them and drop
And if they rolling up the rug, we shake them down and re-rock them
I got to get it, it's all about a dollar, I do it every day so I'm living blue collar

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Birdman]
Shit, see I came across the state lines, know I had to get mines
Hundred mill' was the ticket, for a straight grind
Know I had to get back where I started, had to get back what I lost, new fleet that I ordered
Got more chips, flipping out the other licks
Bad for the birds homie, born hood rich
Came from the rockets straight to the topics
That's how we getting it, big money won't stop it
More hundred

[Chorus]

(Intro: Birdman (Lil Wayne))
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

(Verse: Lil Wayne)
Okay start wit straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models, shut up bitch swallow
If you cant swallow, shut up bitch gargle
Straight up out the water wit my Mark Jacob's goggles
Im fresher than a muf**ka, yup Im a muf**ka
No I wouldn't take ya girl but I shall take her tongue from her
Could you tell I love woman, like no other woman
Oh Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

(Hook: Birdman (Lil Wayne))
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

(Verse: Birdman)
Now as I recline behind my desk
I aint got a lot of nikes but I got a lot of cheques (money)
Got my own shoe brand new on the set
Went from sittin in a cell to sittin on a jet
From shittin in a cell to shittin on a jet
I lost too many friends but I won too many bets (too many bets)


I made too much money I aint made enough yet
So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best (shawty)
So many niggaz throw my hood on they back
So many niggaz from ya hood on they back
Thats why we so paid and it be like that
I rather pop a bottle, befo I pop a gat

(Hook: Birdman (Lil Wayne))
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

(Verse: Birdman)
Yea, only sippin red champagne
White-tee red hat red bandana
Uptown, choppers struck upon ya
F**kin wit the Birdman we choppin yo companion
F**kin wit my son and we run up in ya mansion
Chopper make music, bitch start dancin
Stunna man back so you know the circumstances
And Im cookin up the Carter 3 no advances (youngin)
All my cars automative automatic
No lie, we dont even drive no askin
Uptown we packin and we stackin (believe that)
Young Money Cash Money we the champion

(Hook: Birdman (Lil Wayne))
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)
Ya Did.

(Chorus: Lil Wayne)
Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!

(Verse 1: Fat Joe)
Coca Bitch!
Here is something you can't understand.
How I can just kill a man.
Shame what the mack can do, K's spit faster.
I'll make an ass of you, save the theatrics.
Watch like a quarter mil, chain like double that.
I ain't gotta to talk about the half up in the duffel bag.
Stunna my brother, Weezy Wee the syndicate.
Hundred Phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're niggerich.
I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me.
Look at all the shit I be talking and no one touched me.
"Pray and pray for my downfall"
BIG said it; so I made it rain till it poured.
Speak from the heart, this emotional rap.
Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that. Crack!
A G what the streets done made me.
And the only language I speak is "Fuck You Pay Me!"
Bitch!

(Chorus: Lil Wayne)
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!

(Verse 2: Lil Wayne)
Say Pardon!
Bad man no take Pardon!
Peer gunshot army them make backup!
A man no fear no man, man no fear no one!
Man a real Islam, man a get down done!
A me no hear them talk, me eat in me car!
Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war!
Me I'm a Babylon gangster, holly grove monster
You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya!
Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya!
Jump off body and let the mailman meal ya!
Me think I'm gon need the almighty one to heal ya!
And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killa!

(Chorus: Lil Wayne)
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!

(Ad-Lib: Birdman)
Yup! Put it in the air nigga.
Light your lighters in the air.
This for my dead homies.
Yeah!

(Verse 3: Baby aka Birdman)
"Gangsta Gangsta" that's what we yelling!
Shoot him in his head, let his bitch go and tell them!
We in the hood, getting money, we swelling
Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price
Bigger your stripes, you know what we doing tonight
We getting it right, we plan, then hit, then flight
We know the rules nigga, live by none
Get it by none, bitch I'll kill for my son

(Verse 4: Lil Wayne)
Yeah! Gangsters don't live that long.
That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home.
And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearning.
To walk up in a church and believe the sermon.
But instead, I spark up and relieve the burning.
Hoping that he understands my reasons for it.
No, I ain't evil; I'm equal.
And nigga I ain't sweet; motherfucker I'm diesel!

(Chorus: Lil Wayne)
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!

(feat. Lil' Wayne)

100...stunna!..wot it is nigga?...i fucking love it!..we ride and die fo this money nigga!..(haha) its your turn..

lil wayne chrous (2x)
i gat(belive that) and im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right (2x) (yeah)

birdman
dear lord, help me, give out this water cant go under cause i got my son and my dawta, i cant beat that, we cant do that, we had to get it how we life nigga fuck that, ophan in da jungle playin wid the drums, niggas dont play homie niggas if you won, on the rip nigga fuckin with the other shit tryin to get money flip a nigga a whole brick, watch pots fall on (top) watch the homie hittin the bentley lyk rollin with the old dawgs, nigga solute and we get religous, money to the celin nigga doin big bussiness, so i pray so we do it right, fucking with the family bitch, nigga we could do it tonight...so fuck who made ya, fuck who rage ya lil hommie i paid ya..killa

lil wayne (chorus) x2

birdman verse 2
sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister, thanking about the times and i already miss her, junion on my side, pistol in my pocket..co mo right there at my nephews driver, fucked up daddy , i see the fire in my eye, im down yh hustling, but my heart is in the sky, shiped and changed mah, doin my thang mah, i got my lil hommie number one in the game nah, hope these pussies dont play with my son, ima put it out..nigga quickest it come, ima put it out nigga empham the drum, daddy whole family cryin' bitch were rich and we won!......(we kil)
(stunna baby)

lil wayne chrous 2x
and im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right (2x) (yeah)

(feat. All Star Cashville Prince & Yo Gotti)

This here for the money homeboy
Money money money train nigga
It's like we evolve till we fall, and we done fall till we evolve
And then we back and bounce back bitch
YEA
It's real simple nigga
It's just seein to be what's in you nigga
If you a hustla, you gonna get dough
And that's how it goes.

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

I gotta get this money, I gotta I just gotta
Not a little a lotta from rap, a rough rida
(Harlem)
I'm prolly out in the east getting it in on the loc since I'm a stunna I get em from ten
(yeaaa)
I just bought some new guns and got rid of some friends (f**k em)
I'm about my business I git it from Slim
I grind hard (grind haaard) ya cashville I'm gon swagga
Pimpin on the car I'm gon mask up or bang up

Hustla, gangsta, old school Chevrolet
Custom painted (skerr) they love me in the hood,
So I'm like f**k bein famous
You don't wana live my life,
Trust me I'm dangerous, I must keep a banga
(Yeeaaa)What can I say but when it's on, it's on
If we don' call it off until everybody's gone
Allstar homey, keep a hell of a price
Cash money still a army and I earn my stripes

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

I'm a gangsta millionaire since
You could put me on the scale and weigh everythin
I'm 36 old fishscale still stand
Then eat the nigga
And I'm gonna ride fo my people nigga
I'm in the hood where the dudes be
Whoever assumed that me a b runnin around with c and b
I gotta a army and I'm the general nigga
Money plentiful nigga, then why your old lady into the nigga
I'm a button down bricks and voices off in my head
Like murder bout the spirits and watchin out fo the feds
Fo real I got Mexican friends, I ain't gon' lie about it
And I took a few losses I ain't gon' cry about it
But I'll front you a brick if you down and tapped out
A nigga shot your homie in the head, you just getting high about it
Yo gotti straight up I'm a snitch killa
Don't even speak to me Garth, you ain't a real nigga

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

Now I'm riding through my town got the key to my city
All the tin mo things brand new in the minute
Every nigga in this mothaf**ka no me dog
Livin legend, ridin fly, nigga ball n fall
Methomine project where I started the struggle
Gladis run around sams in the circle we hustle
K.C gave me the game, I took it n tuck it
Nigga brought it to another level cookin n cutting
From the half 17's, nigga 50 n hundreds,
I done made the lamborghinis, rolls royces on buttons
And I done did my time, I wouldn't git it, wouldn't git it
And got it on my mind cause it's money over bitches
All the time I'm bout mine, nigga workin from digits
Green bag full of cash nigga how we feel it
Stunna island poppin bottles nigga f**kin them bitches
Got the money and fame and them and them come on with it, mo hundred

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

(feat. Jason Derulo)

(Chorus:)
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss

(Verse 1:)
Yeah sun shinin doin it like this-a-way
5 star doin it like everyday
Pick mama up ridin with the paper plates
Big houses 20 mills own estates
Brought her to my town
Showed her my uptown, showed her my uptown
Show her where i stood my ground
How we did it how we put it down
New money and we blowin straight out the pound
To the mall let her do what she do
She grind cause she wanna
And she hustlin too
I do it how i feel
I'm da boss of my shit
About 8, 9 o clock mama cookin my shit

(Chorus:)
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss

(Verse 2:)
When you see baby girl nigga rockin red
Best believe that she doin it for a nigga
Tear drop on her hand just like her man
14 tear drops nigga im the man
Stand my ground do mines uptown
Get it how i live nigga show em how i put it down
When i see her on TV cuz

It be like thats my blood (yeah)
Cause she rep me thoroughly
Uptown nigga hold me down thoroughly (Yeah)
And she fuck me patiently
And i love how she work me

(Chorus:)
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss

(Verse 3:)
So im back in my hood in the neck of my woods
5 star you know im good
5 star im out my hood
Put in work lil daddy so you know its good
Mama love my style i cant do it though
Been through a whole bunch of yall solo
You know its all good like i give it up
Gave it up, Got it up
Now im still standin up
I got me somethin in the plan though
Money in the hand doin it so brand-o
Bring her to an island let her piece it out
Lovin my gangster tatted out

(Chorus:)
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss

Let it be known im the boss