sugapablo -> music -> lyrics home music photos topics files work store   Bossman by Sugapablo Hey there bossman, why don't you get up off my back I'm going home right now, but I'll be right back With my gun And maybe then you'll see How sick and tired I am of you Comin' down on me Hey there copper, why don't you get up off my ass Turn off your goddamn lights or, this day will be your last Cause Lord I swear I've had enough you see And I'm sick and tired from all you Comin' down on me Hey there your honor with your big black dress Bang that gavel one more time, I'll kill you like the rest Because this day I'll kill you all you see Cause I'm sick and tired of all you Comin' down on me

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