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Bought Out (Bosses) Video (MV)




Performed By: Future
Featuring: Young Thug
Length: 3:10
Written by: Nayvadius Wilburn, Jefferey Williams




Future - Bought Out (Bosses) Lyrics
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[ Featuring Young Thug ]

Pull up slime, we're about our own shit nigga
Got that bag on us right now, we trap out this bitch
King shit, yeah

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?
I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it
Paparazzi taking pics, I got a Mac on me
Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me
Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave
And we going crazy, crazy 'bout that bag to say the least
Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it
I got the stash on me, it make you mad don't it?

Yeah
I got a bag on me, couple jags on me
Valet Neiman Marcus, couple bags on it (Splash)
100k a show, I just plan on it
Told that hoe to go, bounce her name, skin 'em up
I'm in a brand new Rarri boy you got get your Hammy up
Pour up Act, got a bottle, pick that Henny up
Bag 'em up, set 'em up, etcetera
Xanny in the champagne, I got big old bubbles
Biggest bosses of all bosses, make it triple double
Any bottle, paid it all the way you can't get up on us
The purses, they all by Chanel, yeah
It's our time nigga put it on the shelf

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?
I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it
Paparazzi taking pics, I got a Mac on me
Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me
Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave
And we going crazy, crazy 'bout that bag to say the least
Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it
I got the stash on me, it make you mad don't it?

Everything paid off, we kill shit like Adolf Hitler
I read up on new whips and I read up on hittas
8 figure nigga, damn, I should have played for the Clippers
King Pluto, King Slime, between us two we'll pimp ya
5 star restaurants, they getting bought out
Put them bales in the Act and cop the new sky off, yeah
Everyday I switch Margielas, nigga's ain't on my level
Ain't cutting off my rebels, ain't cutting off my fellas
Sippin these lean yeah, got me going AWOL
They cleared the scene yeah, when they heard that K talk
Billie Jean yeah, Patek do the moonwalk
F*ck your team yeah, we gon' knock 'em all off

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?
I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it
Paparazzi taking pics, I got a Mac on me
Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me
Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave
And we going crazy, crazy 'bout that bag to say the least
Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it
I got the stash on me, it make you mad don't it?

Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Yeah, yeah
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Pull up slime, we're about our own shit nigga
Got that bag on us right now, we trap out this bitch
King shit, yeah

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?
I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it
Paparazzi taking pics, I got a Mac on me
Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me
Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave
And we going crazy, crazy 'bout that bag to say the least
Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it
I got the stash on me, it make you mad don't it?

Yeah
I got a bag on me, couple jags on me
Valet Neiman Marcus, couple bags on it (Splash)
100k a show, I just plan on it
Told that hoe to go, bounce her name, skin 'em up
I'm in a brand new Rarri boy you got get your Hammy up
Pour up Act, got a bottle, pick that Henny up
Bag 'em up, set 'em up, etcetera
Xanny in the champagne, I got big old bubbles
Biggest bosses of all bosses, make it triple double
Any bottle, paid it all the way you can't get up on us
The purses, they all by Chanel, yeah
It's our time nigga put it on the shelf

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?
I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it
Paparazzi taking pics, I got a Mac on me
Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me
Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave
And we going crazy, crazy 'bout that bag to say the least
Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it
I got the stash on me, it make you mad don't it?

Everything paid off, we kill shit like Adolf Hitler
I read up on new whips and I read up on hittas
8 figure nigga, damn, I should have played for the Clippers
King Pluto, King Slime, between us two we'll pimp ya
5 star restaurants, they getting bought out
Put them bales in the Act and cop the new sky off, yeah
Everyday I switch Margielas, nigga's ain't on my level
Ain't cutting off my rebels, ain't cutting off my fellas
Sippin these lean yeah, got me going AWOL
They cleared the scene yeah, when they heard that K talk
Billie Jean yeah, Patek do the moonwalk
F*ck your team yeah, we gon' knock 'em all off

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?
I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it
Paparazzi taking pics, I got a Mac on me
Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me
Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave
And we going crazy, crazy 'bout that bag to say the least
Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it
I got the stash on me, it make you mad don't it?

Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Yeah, yeah
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Writer: Nayvadius Wilburn, Jefferey Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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