[Chorus: x 2]
Now who that is talkin' that about the Tics?
Somebody probably jealous 'cause they got hit
But ain't nobody else droppin' hits like this
Should we apologize? Naw never, just leave 'em

[Lil' T]
I'm like what's up doggie? Lemme introduce my clique and I
Lunatics, I'm Lil' T rollin' ninety miles per hour
You ain't know me but now you do
Represent the, see-I-T-why of Saint Lue

M-I zzou
You think you right for doin' wrong
Phone up flamin' like hemorroids
Talk on CD's boy

Police will have you noid
Just avoid and ill too legal
And my peoples
I'm the boss and that's the way it's gone be

[Nelly]
Now they play Nelly like I was, nobody
Now she all on my team 'cause she heard I rock parties
Smoke more Ladi than Dadi
In the center like Jihadi

Your salty conversations about me and my relations
I done had, made man
A gang of baby Dads
Why you whinin' like you G.D.?

C.C. I think it's in me
Jealous 'cause when they come to hit, 'tics get many 'cause
I'm the boss and this the way it's gone be

[Chorus]

[?]
Now these Mac's want to hear 'em for mackin' on slim Kim
Mad because she pay down, she bought me a gang of Tims
Have me sparky like Simpsons, hit them, bent them

What about the whole night? Oh, nights? Never spent them
U.P.S. shipped them
D-two sent it
From here and til' on it, everything copastetic

One-oh-five gone bump it, Lunatics bumpin' like a drummer 'cause
I'm the boss and this is the way it's gone be

[?]
Apologize for what? What you seen and what you saw?
Now my name starts your sentence, you'z a hater by law
I'm by far tighter than training bras on Dolly Parton

You think your girl don't like us? You'z a joke like Steve Martin
I've been pardoned for sayin' Lunatics no competition
I lay tracks like a beautician while your gal's on a mission
While you trippin', pink-slippin', it's your gal I be pimpin' 'cause
I'm the boss and this is how it's gone be

[City Spud]
Now tell me why everybody want to watch me now?
And the, fly honeys want to rock me now
And them playin' hatin' fellas tryin' to hunt me down
But they always on my jock when I come around

I hit the spot and keeps it hot when I lays it down
I see a lot of ladies, tell Mary-Go-Round
Droppin' hits like this, so you can pay me now
And uh
I'm the boss and this is how it's gone be

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
Day-o, Day-o
Lunatics gone blow
So don't look any further
Day-o, Day-o
Lunatics gone blow
So don't look any further, further

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
Day-o, Day-o
Lunatics gone blow
So don't look any further

Day-o, Day-o
Lunatics gone blow
So don't look any further, further


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Who's the Boss Lyrics as written by Dennis Lambert Franne Golde

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