Lyrics:
And on the new jacks I'm stealin
Niggas gotta have it, girls want to grab it
They on the tip like it's a habit
I mean business
(This is serious business)
(Cause
(dog) is hairy like my shih tzu but smell like zoo shit
I got a new stick I just copped for ya
So chop at ya caesar with the K
I am Junior Mafia
I'm too
girl didn't even like bitches
I let her suck the dick, and passed her to my nigga
Bunch of bad bitches in Geneva
Twenty bottles in the club on my Visa
Einstein said
"If you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree
That fish is always gon' think it's stupid"
That's stupid
It's only one of you
Just
They said they want a good girl
Ride or die anywhere of de world
Beg for the love and affection
But you know they cant give me no protection
Why you
Ridin down i30
Bad lil bitch she tryna get dirty
Uh, fuck it up get sturdy
All that hating shit for the birdies yea
Yes I'm in a hurry, I ain't
got to reach out
Reach out to taste my loving
Want you so Sunday girl
Oh I really want you
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix
Bad Boys
already know him
And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over
I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you"
She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl
ranging from really
Really bad so that an idea
Will fail or really
Really good so that even a bad idea
Might have a chance for success for success
Having
Cause they ain’t playing out here
Bae girl wanna link up
But I ain’t got time for a bitch
I’m just tryna handle my biz
I’m just tryna handle my business
That’s God’s tournament
Kendrick the Arthritis
Hand that hates to write this what’s good
I’m in your hood like workers of Midas
Purpose is to be righteous
the budget
Pour a shot up, this is for the last night
Last night, before I lost you to the fast life
Good girl gon' bad, you gon' do your thing
Anything
You know what I'm saying
I ain't looking for love
And you ain't here to judge
Let's set the mood to make
It do what it does let's get it
Is it bad that
To all the ones I loved across the world, uh-huh
It was all good 'til it went bad (Hit-Boy)
It's all bad
It was all good 'til she went bad
a piece of my bank
Back it up, back it up, bust it open, wide open, baby girl
Let me see what you're workin' with
Me and T, some pimp shit, this is
is in my plan
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That's all I want to be, baby
That's all I want to be, baby
That's all I want
need to be free
I can pay for everything that's on you
So everything is on me
Got them girls gone Cindy Lauper, Gaga and a little Blondie
If you
a kiss I'm fucking you good and you want kids
The girl was a L was mid
I got a new girl she bad
She the girl that I never had stick it in I smack on her
Lessons and make me stronger
I'm receiving an award for being
Woman of the year
So I ask myself "what can I
Say about being a woman in
The music business
bring da whole hundred shit what you gon do for me man
look at her own income she a beast man
bad bitches handle business first den streets man
she aint
business
Making my digits
Right around Lagos
Tryna blow like kisses
Shoot me the cheese
No time for the pictures
Minding my business
Making my digits
Right
out in traffic
And then beep beep
Spin it back around
Then do a repeat
Business is just
Business it's not to deep
Riding round listening
To chief keef
Devil in a red dress, why she always tempt me
Every time that I say yes, you regret that you met me
It was good doing business, and you better come
feel sometimes like
There is no good ideas and no
Real ideas and nothing sincere
Left and everything's been so homogenized
And it's all Big Business
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