Lyrics:
Another bowl packed Ima Cul De Sac Kid
Sippin cognac again wishing to go back to the days that I miss
My Saturdays lost their saturation
Turned
if they don't matter, don't waste time on chitter chatter baby
Get straight to the business (get straight, get straight)
Get straight to the business
my state of matter
When I strut in, they start to scatter
Confidence is my double dagger
Start slicing with my new swagger
I got the nerds all geeked
Get around from round here if you ain't stacking ya scrilla
We was raised around gorillas
Matter fact Douglass killers
Mind ya business lil nigga
the paper, get the green
Travel the world, y'all know I did, yeah, y'all know I did
Fuckers know I did
Matter of fact I did it twice, I get a note, I wrote it
?
Gnyanaval Sir is very good natured..
Go to him and tell the matter..
And ask for a sac of rice for our business..
Dear.. In this five years
Never once had I
business
It’s a new day time to go get it
Living like a boss
Nigga no feelings
No feeling I’m just
Living like a boss
Gotta handle my business
No matter what
it on the bed or the floor,
Don't matter to me girl
I wanna take you to H-town
You can be my cuddy, cuddy buddy,
Fo' sho' you can ride with me
Girl
it on the bed or the floor,
Don't matter to me girl
I wanna take you to H-town
You can be my cuddy, cuddy buddy,
Fo' sho' you can ride with me
Girl
get it on the bed or the floor,
Don't matter to me girl
I wanna take you to H-town
You can be my cuddy, cuddy buddy,
Fo' sho' you can ride with me
get it on the bed or the floor
(Don't matter to me)
Girl, I wanna take you to H-Town
You could be my cuddy cuddy buddy fo' sho'
(You can ride with me)
get it on the bed or the floor
(Don't matter to me)
Girl, I wanna take you to H-Town
You could be my cuddy cuddy buddy fo' sho'
(You can ride with me)
do it
Carolina resident this a state of emergency
(Wooo)
Get that wax up out your fucking ears it's time you heard of me
Verbally purge a beat clearly
matters but your mental state
How you come to deal with the adversity
That is part of life on
Every level fifty had to confront his
Fears you must choose
days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon
days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon
brawl
For lack of protocol
Now I'm gonna take matters into my own hands
Like masturbation
Another 39 suicidal rappers at Heaven's Gate
Waiting to battle
get it on the bed or the floor
(Don't matter to me)
Girl, I wanna take you to H-Town
You could be my cuddy cuddy buddy fo' sho'
(You can ride with me)
on movas
I put that on brovas
If she say that she single
You know I can't trust her
I need me a baddie
It's all bout that business
It don't matter the skin
a refund of taxes they
Paid pursuant to Los Angeles Business
Tax Ordinance §§ 211681, 21190
Plaintiff taxpayers manufactured
And delivered military weapons,
This is not for the weak
Mind your manners and your business
Naw don't play with me
This is serious
Now you delirious
Mental state is gone
Told you I was
we start
You saved the banks but you broke my heart
Kick the poor while you count ya racks
From your dodgy dealings at Goldman Sac's
Oh Govey you give
of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops
the
American people need to achieve
And accomplish don't ever forget
That it doesn't matter
Who you are or what you've done
Just know that
Nobody is perfect
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