Mike Sherm – Born A Boss lyrics

the whole song lyrics are wrong these are the real lyrics:
I was born to be a boss, I'm a son of the plug
On my way to the bank, I could throw you a dub
My ex just tapped in, yeah, bitch, what's up?
Seven bitches in the room, tell 'em who tryna fuck? Aye
I let my nuts hang, I'm a big dog
Three-hundred-twenty-one, it's a liftoff
I ain't saying it don't stink, but my shit cost
Sherman got a style, this that motherfucking shit talk
Speaking on my name, niggas better speak highly
Turn a red neck bitch out like Miley
You niggas grown fucking lil' hoes like Kylie
I looking for no handouts, I'm jolly
A lot of niggas hate me, got me feeling like a Nazi
Tryna bite the swag, I don't fuck with you zombies
Me and G-Bo Lean came up with nobody
Hottest from our section, we the Antioch Mozzy
Sherm ain't from the Yoc, nerd niggas sound dumb
Lived in that bitch like ten years plus
I'm like a virgin, I don't give no fucks
I got some hard dick that'll make a bitch bust
Louis on my feet, bitch, watch where you stepping
Center of attention every time that I'm present
Get up off your ass, boy, you need to stop begging
I ain't ask for help, I just made some shit happen
Tired of the acting, niggas always telling stories
I'm always giving game like a nigga in his 40s
I had to cop a hammer to eliminate my worries
Only thing I need a bitch for when I'm horny
Go to sleep with nine, count ten by the morning
Been chasing chicken, you would think that I'm farming
I don't really want no main bitch, 'cause I'm heartless
And I be doing shit where I ain't tryna get no karma
If you ain't my mans, nigga, I don't want a feature
Could've snatched your bitch, but I don't wanna keep her
Everybody know that I'm all for the people
But if bro don't fuck with you, I can't fuck with you neither
Would tell you what I make, but you probably won't believe it
Don't tell 'em what you did, 'cause they probably gon' repeat it
When I got shot, I swear I thought I was dreaming
Now I can't never leave the house without a G-man
Real recognize real, all the fake can't
Don't believe shit about me if I ain't say it
You could be my bitch for the night, but you can't stay
Always get my money upfront, 'cause I can't wait
Sticking to the code like some motherfucking duct tape
Always talking money on the phone, I don't cupcake
Every day, I dress like I'm finna hit the runway
I'm balling off the dribble, I don't even gotta pump fake, bitch