THE CARTERS - BOSS

[Intro: Beyoncé] Mm, mm [Chorus: Beyoncé] Ain't nothing to it, real one Ain't nothing to it, boss Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one Ain't nothing to it (there's nothing!) boss [Verse 1: Beyoncé] Heh, I paid the cost Who gon' take it all? (take it all) I record then I ball (then I ball!) I ignored a lot of calls (click, click) You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', I ain't got no time Got that dinero on my mind Ohh, I got real problems just like you (bitch!) Tell that bitch, "I don't like you" (I don't fuck with you!) [Chorus: Beyoncé] Ain't nothing to it, real one Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) boss Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) I boss Ohhh, real one Uh, I'm a boss Oh oh oh oh ohhh, oh yeah [Verse 2: JAY-Z & Beyoncé] Let me get 'em, B, yeah Hundred million crib, three million watch, all facts No cap; false nigga, you not a boss, you got a boss Niggas getting jerked, that shit hurts, I take it personally Niggas rather work for the man than to work with me Just so they can pretend they on my level, that shit is irkin' to me Pride always goeth before the fall, almost certainly It's disturbing what I gross (what I gross!) Survey says you not even close (not even close) Everybody's bosses 'til it's time to pay for the office 'Til them invoices separate the men, from the boys Over here we measure success by how many people successful next to you Here we say you broke if everybody is broke except for you Boss! [Chorus: Beyoncé] Ain't nothing to it, real one (real one) Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) boss (boss, boss, boss) Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one (real one) Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) I boss Ohhh, real one Uh, I'm a boss Oh oh oh oh ohhh, oh yeah [Verse 3: Beyoncé] Ain't nothing to it, I bossed up out my momma whip My great-great-grandchildren already rich That's a lot of brown chil'ren on your Forbes list Frolickin' around my compound on my fortress, boss (boss, boss, boss) Ohh, I be ridin' 'round with my seat reclinin' Droppin' my daughter off at school every morning We slammin' car doors I be true ballin' on these bum whores You ain't talkin' 'bout nothing, I ain't got no time, boss Chill, tell them paps they gotta relax (you tried it!) Toes in the sand, momma gettin' fat (snack) [Chorus: Beyoncé] Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one (real one) Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) boss (boss) Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one (real one) Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) I boss Ooh, real one Uh, I'm a boss Oh oh oh oh ohhh, oh yeah [Outro: Beyoncé & Blue Ivy] Ohhh, ohh, I'm a boss Shout out to Rumi and Sir, love, Blue