J.I.

J.I.

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JI's vision- make music with truth and tell a story. With JI you get what you ordered. HOT lyrics, bangin beats and relevant themes. The sound can be described as urban with intelligence, an ora that cant be denied

Biography

JI hails from Cincinnati, Ohio. His home produced discs began selling fast through word of mouth. JI has decided to make his love of music a career . Yet unsigned, JI has a professionally produced demo cd available entitled Boss Movement.
JI DaBoss has a lyrical swag that appeals to the lifestyle of the young, urban crowd. His in-your-face honesty busts through on every song.This is an artist to watch

Lyrics

Gladiator

Written By: Justin Ivey

Gladiator

Verse 1

J.I. I get it in regardless
Don’t look to far dog you see I’m da hardest
When a “G” spit rap niggas utter I’m marvelous
Head huntin for the gree and the cash is my target
Bout my business bout y paper hatas doen even start it
I leave ya whole click sliced up and departed
Team of gorillas iced up and retarded
When I step up in da club hoes salutin’ da sergeant
Not because we ballin but how we just fall in
Squad so thick you can call us a squadron
Cool as I wanna be, Calm and collectively
Have ya hangin’ on ta every word and every breath from me
King until the deaty of me
I’m leavin’ youall a legacy
Good crack recipe for niggas who aspire ta be
Betta tan they wanna be
That’s why im the boss
Flow hard like Viagra it could neva cum soft

Chorus
I’m a gladiator
Fire in my eyes
Burn fear in a hata
Smoke in my lungs
Blow clouds in the air
If J comin for ya
Ain’t nothing can save ya

Verse 2
Watch ya boy take flight
Grab the bottle of patrone
Bra we ridin’ tonight
Cigarillos and da dro
Make sure ya rollin it tight
I ain’t smoked in a while
So I’m high as a kite
Man the traffic movin’ slow
So I’m a hop on dis bike
Weavin’ in and out of traffic
Shit I breeze thru da lights
Won’t stop can’t stop
I’m ahead of my time
If a nigga telll ya different
Then he obviously lyin
Most niggas gonna hate
Can’t blame em for tryin
I got the heart of a gorilla
And the strength of a lion
Yet theres so many obstacles
How u defy em
He treats drama like shit
He lets it drop behind em
Good in prime ????
And I’m just getting betta wit time
Competition uptight
I’m a make em unwind
Didn’t catch what I said
Then press rewind
Ain’t no room ta cut in
Fall back in line

Chorus repeat

Verse 3
My momma said I walk wit a limp
But the shorty’s on da block
Say I walk like a pimp
Callin da shots
Big nigga give me da rock
Watch how I clear it out
Dog I’m runnin da block
Posted up
yall don’t see my posters up
see me hoppin out the YUK???
Wit dem Lebrons on my truck
Livin it up
Got bad chicks givin it up
And I won’t stop beatin
Till I catch me a nut
Born ta play
I laugh and pop shit everyday
Stay on my hustle and my grind
Dats just the way that I’m made man ???
The streets too hot
Rather chill in the shade
And I don’t like walkin
Rather glide on some blades
Navigation to da cash
Cuz I’m tryna get paid
And I’m a keep goin hard
Till the end of my days
Watch ya back
J.I. is on da attack
Being brokes a numb option
Ain’t no feelin in dat

Chorus Repeat

Break Me Off

Written By: Justin Ivey

Break Me Off

Intro
Watch doin daddy
Break me off
Take me back to da crib
And set it off
Feelin kinda tense
Can you work it off
I can do a lot of things
Ta get you off

Verse 1

JI’s pipe game is so amazing
Dis boy so hot
Hoes call em Cajun
Can’t ever cage em
Don’t fall in love
Take you ass for a ride
Betta buckle up
I gotta truck
And it seats 8
Keep an open bar
Full of barcardi 8
And drink it straight
No time ta chase
Tryna get my buzz now
I ain’t tryna wait
Hit da club
Pimped out linen suit
Gator shoes, ice hangin out
And I keep about 4 diva’s
Dat play hard
And book rooms at the four season’s
A pimp in all seasons
It will neva change
Keep my eyes dark
Tinted in them Gucci frames
Stay away from lames
They known ta hate
Always scramin dat they real
But they really fake
I got my niggas
And I got my bitches
Next thing ta gone do????
Is persue my riches
I’m ambitious
That means I’m hungry
Got a big appetite
Dog for getting money
I got a broad
Dats got a chic
Little weed
Couple shots
They on some freaky shit
A man’s dream
Ta be in between
Two of the baddest red red bones
That cha eva seen
Bra the head was mean
The skull is crucial
She do the work
All I do is put da stick in neutral
Dis pimp talk
I hope you understand
Don’t try ta do me
Just do what cha can

Chorus
Whatcha doin shorty
Break me off
Take me back to the crib
And set it off
Feelin’ kinda tense
Can you work it off
I can do a lot of things
Ta get cha off

Whatcha doing daddy
Break me off
Take back to the crib
And set it off
Feelin kinda tense
Can you work it off
I can do a lot of things
To get cha off

Verse 2
Wake up bout 10:30
Hit da shower
Freshin up
Then I’m out early
Everybody at the park
And its about ta jump
All the niggas got bang music in they truck
Girls half naked
Da homeyz drunk
Nigga wildin on they bikes
Doin crazy stunts
Da phone chirps
Bluetooth connects
My play head wants to know where I’m headed
Next baby
I don’t know
I’llb e a little while
Go on get the bottle poured and freak the black n’ milds
I’ll hit cha up
Before I leave
Don’t wait to exhale
Baby gone and breath
Its summertime
So you know its hot
Strip down from my Miskeen
To my tank top
Expose da tats
O look here comes the rats
Whats you name daddy
And where ya get cha ink at
I reply
Baby I’m worldwide
Names JI da Boss
It all coincides

Chorus Repeat

Verse 3
The definition of a livin legend
I gotta sixth sense
Vision as to where I’m headin
Ya wanna know
Well I’ll let cha in
Ain’t no seceret
You can share dis wit cha other friends
I’m be da man
Dats right
Ya heard me man
J.I’s a lot of dope
Yall just a couple a grams
Check my fuckin hands
I gotta tight grip
Sl when the paper touch my fingas
It’ll neva slip
Make a hustle flip
And watch it grow
Make it bubble to some shit
Cha neva seen before
A trendsetter
That means I set trends
I’m a chin checka
Don’t make me check ya chin
I ain’t violent
Hattas stay silent
Cuz I roll with gorillas about a mile thick
But you can catch me alone
I’m on the same shit
Repercussions is something yall don’t wanna deal wit

Chorus repeat

Bang Musik

Written By: Justin Ivey

Bang Musik

Intro
Nigga turn me up
Nigga turn me
Nigga turn me up
I make bang musik
Ta make yo trunk shake
I make bang musik
Ta make yo trunk shake
Beatin dow
Beatin down ya block
I make bang musik
Ta make yo trunk shake
Beatin down ya block
Thought it was an earthquake

Verse 1
Bass low, highs up
Touch serene dash
15’s in the trunk
Pull up to da club
Rims and tires oiled up
24’s or betta
Roof back to show dem guts
Niggas shine ya fronts
Gold diggers on da hunt
My big homey give ya what cha need
Ta fill ya blunt
I took to many shots
Now I’m past drunk
Leanin’ on the wheel
Tryna navigate my truck
I know I had enough
But fuck it pour anotha cup
I usually drink white
But tonight we remey up
Talk a lot of shit
Best believe I back it up
Up in da club
Shorty gone and back it up
Ride it like a rodeo
Take it to da flo
I got a big dick
Use it like a strippa pole
Work it fast or slow
Girl its all on you
When we leave da club
You and your girls come thru
Mind ova matter
It don’t matta
What we do
No chit chatta
Keep mouth bossin up the dude
Cuz we at the spot
You know its goin down
Just finished one
Bout to start anotha round

Chorus
I make bang musik
Ta make ya trunk shake
Beatin down ya block
Thought it was an earthquake
Nigga turn me up
Verse worth a million bucks
Nigga flip it when you get it
Homey live it up

Verse 2
Hit a lick
get it in
I’m flippin it quick
Bout ta make cake off a rap
Bogartin da shit
My niggas bogartin the strip
The sun make the paint flip
Leave a lot of stains on the road
Because my paint drip
Suckas watch ya comments
Trust me dog its common sense
You verse me
Don’t get caught in that predicament
Rock ya for the fun of it
Pressure like a ton of bricks
You can get it started
Best believe I’m gone finish it
Real as its gonna get
Boss flow is evident
Changing up da game
From what you thought to what I think of it
Hot shit
Beatin out ya speakers to ya ears ring
Choppin on dem fours
In da chevy wit the liftsprings
Watch how many hoes it brings
Pimpin since the start of things
Sent ta let cha know
What a soldier and a warrior means
Lump you up like hassim
Sick go get cha drammamean
On thing ta tell ya
Rather show ya what this drama means

Chorus repeat

Verse 3
They say its unbelievable
The way I do shit
Bra they think its inconceiveable
Rollin wit a freak or two
Titty’s playing peek-a-boo
Only get a peek or two
Unless you got a grand or two
Spend ya money
Get a nut
Double up
Get double fucked
Really doesn’t matter
Just make sure J.I. gets his cut
Nigga turn me up
I got the vision
Ta lead em sick with the flow
And dis track keeps me sneezing
Hatas besta understand
This is hustling season
Money’s the reason
And I’m over achieving
Failure stays underneath him
Too loud to be creepin
Won’t catch me sleepin
Both eyes on the thieving
Spit fire out my lungs
Feel the heat that I’m breathin
Competition we ain’t even
Naw not even
Cream of da crop
Yeah J stayin on top
Compare me to pac
I’m a sell big after I drop

Chorus repeat

Discography

All I Need; Gladiator; Bang Music (Radio Version); Break Me Off (Radio Version); Unleashed

Set List

All I Need; Gladiator; Bang Music (Radio Version); Break Me Off (Radio Version); Unleashed Set lasts 30 min.