[Intro: Beyoncé]Mm, mm[Chorus: Beyoncé]Ain't nothing to it, real oneAin't nothing to it, bossAin't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real oneAin't nothing to it (there's nothing!) boss[Verse 1: Beyoncé]Heh, I paid the costWho 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 timeGot that dinero on my mindOhh, 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 oneAin't nothing to it (nothin' to it) bossAin't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real oneAin't nothing to it (nothin' to it) I bossOhhh, real oneUh, I'm a bossOh oh oh oh ohhh, oh yeah[Verse 2: JAY-Z & Beyoncé]Let me get 'em, B, yeahHundred million crib, three million watch, all factsNo cap; false nigga, you not a boss, you got a bossNiggas getting jerked, that shit hurts, I take it personallyNiggas rather work for the man than to work with meJust so they can pretend they on my level, that shit is irkin' to mePride always goeth before the fall, almost certainlyIt'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 boysOver here we measure success by how many people successful next to youHere we say you broke if everybody is broke except for youBoss![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 bossOhhh, real oneUh, I'm a bossOh oh oh oh ohhh, oh yeah[Verse 3: Beyoncé]Ain't nothing to it, I bossed up out my momma whipMy great-great-grandchildren already richThat's a lot of brown chil'ren on your Forbes listFrolickin' 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 morningWe slammin' car doorsI be true ballin' on these bum whoresYou ain't talkin' 'bout nothing, I ain't got no time, bossChill, 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 bossOoh, real oneUh, I'm a bossOh oh oh oh ohhh, oh yeah[Outro: Beyoncé & Blue Ivy]Ohhh, ohh, I'm a bossShout out to Rumi and Sir, love, Blue
