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lirik lagu payroll giovanni - imaginary bosses

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[intro]
h~lluva made the beat, baby

[chorus ?]
imaginary bosses
imaginary bosses
talk to them, pay

[verse 1: payroll giovanni]
i talk it how i walk it
got it so i flaunt it
i did this here for them imaginary bosses
you know the type, always hollaring how they cashed up
but when you see them in the streets, it just ain’t adding up
they get to going, like i’m selling bricks and taking trips
so what you doing with the dollars? it ain’t making sence
uploading pics of another man’s shine
purp and lieing, tryna clame another man’s grind
oh, your whip ain’t in the streets yet?
let me guess, for the past two years, it been [?]
i thought you f~cked with fishscale
something fishy going on, somebody telling fishtails
you in the bar with a [?] looking [?]
you clame to be that n~gga, but these hoes like who?
maybe i’m trippin, i could be blind, bro
you a boss, but it’s only in your mind though
[chorus ?]
imaginary bosses
imaginary bosses
talk to them, pay

[verse 2: payroll giovanni]
when you bought that watch, how did you feel?
gotta walk around, just knowing it ain’t real
probably pulled a couple hoes, and some gullible n~ggas
and they wonder why we don’t f~ck with these n~ggas
like last week, i’m in the club, in the booth on chill
buckets filled with bottles, pockets filled with bills
conversating with my mans, then i see some clown
in the crowd with his mans, talking so d~mn loud
got his jacket in his pants, tryna stress some belt
doing too much, making sure his presents is felt
everytime he do something, he looking at me
i’m laughing with [?], like what this posed to be?
flashing money in the strip club, but ain’t gon’ throw
and that bottle is empty, dude, let that go
i could be trippin, you probably is a boss on your block
but then again, looking at you, not

[chorus ?]
imaginary bosses
imaginary bosses
talk to them, pay
[verse 3: payroll giovanni]
n~ggas is so sad, just dealers with no cash
or doing some scam, fronting like they got a bag
painting some picture, like they hugging the block
ain’t slapping sh~t, just puntching the clock
keep it real, who made you wanna ball on all the hoes?
who told all these square ass n~ggas to dawg hoes?
who told you boss your life up, and get froze up?
who told you sip don p, and put the rosay up?
i’m clean with it, y’all just a bunch of tacky fools
smaller versions of a big dawg, a bunch of scr~ppy doos
hoes faking like they [?] sick of this sh~t
talking big money, but they shoplift in this sh~t
other n~ggas going broke, tryna outdo me
that sh~t old now, dawg, i did that sh~t last week
if that rollie ain’t official, please, don’t even sport it
then come with that green card, just go and deport it

[chorus ?]
imaginary bosses
imaginary bosses
talk to them, pay


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