Lyrics:
as fuck, but bitch now what
Bitch do better
Yo credit score seven and up
Bitch do better
You ain't talkin bout biz, or real estate
Bitch do better
What
Ben on va voir quoi,
Tu sais, c'est le retour à 1
Case Départ
Tu penses qu'ils vont comprendre?
Ok!
1 2 3, on y va, on y va
4 5 6, bébé on a du biz
you for dey G
Meny3 sick with it, mey3 dead with it
Got the foresight I'm big Ignace told babe I don't do Netflix
All I do is kill killer beats and lay
and biz I love that dough
Yeah, I love a lot of things, but I do not love no hoe
Man, I really love the commas, all the bread, I need some more
Man, you
unspoken
Mopin', hopin'
We the ones chosen
By society to come and win it like the Open
Creativity, ambition
Makin' songs that I like, that's my only mission
coming out the 056
Popping bottles, rolling planes but I still know my shit
Young nigga but I handle my biz like I handle my bitch
I'm an 05Kid
Strictly
Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
Ain't a damn thing changed you
Word, take it slow
Day by day, that's the way life should go
You don't need to ill, so, now you know
Take it easy 'cause I said so
Yo, I think I'll
a book by its cover, love my pages
Timeless is all that, bitch, it's ageless
I'm about to, but do I really gotta say it
I got God in me I create til
limit
Now what you want be upfront
I'll do what they didn't
Usual biz, that's usual biz
That's usual, usual, usual
That's usual biz
Usual biz
That's
how we live
I'm back on my Back on my biz
Beach by the crib
Look what we did
Look what we did
Get rich when your young that's how we live
I'm back
to pick her up, I was in shock
Cause she brought her friend along for a road block
[biz sings]
American woman! why you do it to meeeeee?
American woman!
never run away from no s**t
The grass is greener on the other side cause it's fertilized by the bulls**t
Woah s**t, Woah s**t
There go Liphy talkin'
Learned to put God first
Demons move better
When you upgrade yourself
Well I'm a steel solid solider
In the army of the lord
Living by the pen
But not
(Yeah)
(Square biz, indeeed, I got my roll on)
(Yeah)
(All these trappers get their beats from Chapters)
Square biz indeed I got my roll on
Track
that you want it
Verse One: (Markie Dee)
Love, let me break it down as clear as I can
I'll be suddenly smooth so you can understand
I look gentle,
(Sheesh)
I been in the land show you how it is
I been in the land let me tell you bout the biz
I been out in the land show you what it do
Out in
life
Swisher rolled for my drive
Do or die
Bumping do or die I
Cruise by
You could see it in my eyes
Stay high
Green stay on my mind
Kill my vibe
Bitch
So he untouchable, oh he can be touched
Well, where he stay at then, he stay by such and such
Well, since we got altercations with these so called
Say I ain't workin' here no more
Who do you think you are?
Rip your apron off, throw it on the floor
Run to the door, to the payphone
Make
grinding as a kid
This go beyond the music listen this is who I is
I'm breaking down these breaks until I brake into the biz
Baby listen Imma be listed next
on the field, fais ton biz
Make P's by any means, fais ta mula
Fais ta vie
Hold tight the mandem form Birmingham to London
Big S Holloway gang
chalk
So he untouchable, oh he can be touched?
Well where he stay at then, he stay by such and such?
Well since we got altercations with these
We know the game, like we know time
We know biz, like we know crime
we know a tech, like we know a dime
We know fat, like we know whack
And how
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