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Bossy Lyrics

Keke Palmer – Bossy Lyrics

Body cold (frosty)
And I'm so (bossy)
Ain't I so (saucy)
And my clothes (cost me)
Life of the party
Always get it started
Ain't I so (bossy)
Ain't I so?

I'm independent, got my own boo
And I can fuck some cash up if I want to
Fuck it up, body cold (frosty)
And I'm so (bossy)
Ain't I so (saucy)
And my clothes (cost me)

December cold, walk by feel the draft
Lil booty's mine, don't need a lot of ass
I'm my own boss and I got my own cash
I don't need no nigga, only thing I need's a bag

Hood and I'm bougie
Gucci on my booty
Poppin' like a toolie
You ain't poppin', need to cool it
Just cash out with my jeweler
Why you stuck here looking stupid?
Winnin' while they losin'
Get your nigga 'cause he choosin'

Diamonds on me and they dancing just like Chris
Pockets heavy got me walking with a limp
I'm a fly chick, hop up on and take a trip
These Jimmy Choos that's on my feet they cost a grip

Body cold (frosty)
And I'm so (bossy)
Ain't I so (saucy)
And my clothes (cost me)
Life of the party
Always get it started
Ain't I so (bossy)
Ain't I so?

I'm independent, got my own boo
And I can fuck some cash up if I want to
Fuck it up, body cold (frosty)
And I'm so (bossy)
Ain't I so (saucy)
And my clothes (cost me)

December cold, walk by feel the draft
Lil booty's mine, don't need a lot of ass
I'm my own boss and I got my own cash
I don't need no nigga, only thing I need's a bag

Hood and I'm bougie
Gucci on my booty
Poppin' like a toolie
You ain't poppin', need to cool it
Just cash out with my jeweler
Why you stuck here looking stupid?
Winnin' while they losin'
Get your nigga 'cause he choosin'

I'm a game changer, I'm a play maker
You a lame major, world class hater
I got mad paper, you in bad shape
Account with negatives, overdraft paper
If you ain't got no car then you can't come
Ain't talking about no check that's where you lost
You fuck with busted bitches I ain't sorry
If I ain't in that bitch it ain't a party

Body cold (frosty)
And I'm so (bossy)
Ain't I so (saucy)
And my clothes (cost me)
Life of the party
Always get it started
Ain't I so (bossy)
Ain't I so?

I'm independent, got my own boo
And I can fuck some cash up if I want to
Fuck it up, body cold (frosty)
And I'm so (bossy)
Ain't I so (saucy)
And my clothes (cost me)
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Songwriters: Latasha M Williams, Keke Palmer, Che Olsen, Alexander Lloyd
Bossy lyrics © Songtrust Ave, BMG Rights Management, RED BULL MEDIA HOUSE NA, INC., FOX MUSIC, INC.

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