Lyrics:
Poughkeepsie
I've been in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two
Nothing left to do
Move it in there, cathedral ceilings
Don't come to my house, it might hurt
one goes out to all the hip-hop do-or-diers
A song is dedicated to the music I admire
Whenever and ever
We want you, I need you (I need hip-hop)
'em is the bone
Blowin' up a niggas phone but ain't nobody home
I'm in a zone tryin' to do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing
What's up,
'em is the bone
Blowin' up a niggas phone but ain't nobody home
I'm in a zone tryin' to do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing
What's up,
love is used as a guide by the civilized
Some see it as the body heat you feel when you close your eyes
That's so much of a lie, you can leave your
choose to be so dont tell me how to do me
Im going def to this he say that she say
Cause she sayin what he saying
Influeced by the might say
She really
like yo
This is what I been through in the past year
This is where I'm at with my shit now, yo listen
I used to do it for the fans
'Til I realized
you wanna stay by you)
All these hunnids in the air do your dance baby
You gon put me in a trance make me never wanna leave
So whine for me girl like
scream they do they say dance too
Beach trips oceans views I act a damn fool
Did you down your getting wood right by the mantel
Bitch listen when I talk I
Motivated hustler's inclination
Big body swanging lane to lane
Trunk steady knocking and I'm gripping wood grain
I'ma do my thang til they put me in the grave
is taxing
Got to get it together and see what's happening
I go one two like my name was biz mark
But I had to do the shit just let me embark
is taxing
Got to get it together and see what's happening
I go one two like my name was biz mark
But I had to do the shit just let me embark
girl is ridin' high
Now, who do you see, lucky as me?
I never knew what love was all about,
Until I met you.
It's cherry pink -
And apple blossom
easily blinded by fortune and fame
(Do it man)
*Reggae chanting for 34 secs*
[Lidu Rock]
'cause in the projects man, you got to watch where you walkin
[Chorus - Bun B]
'Cause you know what it is (is), you ain't got to ask (ask)
We gettin down to biz (biz), nigga do the math (math)
Somebody check the clock
to ask (ask)
We gettin' down to biz (biz), nigga do the math (math)
Somebody check the clock (clock) and tell 'em what the's time (time)
'Cause I'm
a fact
Never do me like that
Roll up the Dizzy OG got me lit
You know we smoking that shit by the zip
Vegas to Omaha thats where we live
Got my Supreme
Fuckin' that bitch, she a target
All my money well spent
I'm in Cancun, I'm a tourist
Yeah they say I'm the purest
Surrounded by green, forest
Onto the top,
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
twenties them fifties them hunneds
Be calling me constantly calling me
Get off my biz maintain that swing low
Remind me how the big B hoe
In the biz by
love to go to the disco.
See a fly girl and say hello.
They just look me in the eye and pass right by
With that booty shakin like Jello.
I like
thirty-three years
My girl's been limin' it biz
Y'all niggas sniff lines in the stairs
German beers, Heineken, Beck's, Bud for you rednecks
Milwaukee's best,
the lead
"I blood clot, chop ya leg"
Do not fuck with the kid
I get biz wit the cigg
I come where you live
Ya dead!
[Chorus]
You can call this my
You aint gotta tell me what to do wit it
Cuz I already know what imma do wit it
So baby come thru right now
Imma show you my life take a trip
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