Lyrics:
that's that Jesus 2 slots
Cause he would have rocked it well
But instead he rocked that hair full of raze braided by his girl Lucy
With the semi on, make
a snack
I finish that like Yogi
Cant bear the thought but brodie
I read her like adobe
Seasoned just like adobo
I'm 'bout my bread like hoagie
It made her
till I go talk yes I do
Boys who dey jealous won stress by boo
And if a nigga tries he dey vex my goons
S3 wo nim Tema boys wey dey pet my boo
She biz
You ain’t amused by the fake types
Pull up outside in a wraith type no
You keep it real keep it genuine
When they play that Ginuwine
Pony girl you be
Rules to this shit
Never snakes
Yo mans
Never die about
No bitch
Never put the money
Over fam
That's good biz
Yo mama
In the hood
Don't claim you
yes I understand they tempting
She never had love but she understand what it is
Trapping out the V and fish bowl we finna stand on biz
Staring at your
Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
Rockstar livin while I'm handlin my biz
Shinin' brighter than the sun y'all niggas
Know just what it is!
He's a superstar, yeah
He's a super, super,
to the guys I had to hide
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to
Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too
Anyway, I don't wanna talk
and tears
And losin' some of your peers
And losin' some of yourself to the years past, gone by
Hopefully it don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac
and freundeskreis to tie the knot
Blowin' the spot - what - makin' hip-hop what it is (ha!)
First's supposed to be the fun then later comes the biz
That's what it
But if they kick in my door like
I know they catch the hot one
They kicked it in, so Flip got biz
Now I'm on the run living life as a fugitive
The cops
start no shit it won't be no shit
Shorty in down, good Lord
Baby got em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground,
up, 'cause I got some ends
but game recognize game ain't no need to pretend
used to kick it at the shack on Delta the shelter
niggaz walkin by the spot
Feet don't fail me now
Embarking on a journey
My roots know where I'm from
I wanna chauffeur
When it's cold, I wanna show furs
I want a chain
Welcome to the music biz
Climb the mountain to the tip
Rock n roll like Sisyphus
Don't put me under limits
I just don't go by the script
It's my
to mövenpick
Make I show you say my love for you nu e be BIG
Obaa eii ka nea wop3 na mey3 ama wo oo
That was just by the way
Biz Pato all the things I went
would u balance ei
Tunes on it !
We Pulled up in troski
to the club ooo
w) b3 noko kraa
Shi we ball oo
If u no like
We no dey biz ooo
Yeah yeah
We dey
fakers got to pay
My people quick to spray
And buck a demon till they lay
But if he breathing it musta been an angel by his side like Sunday
Never
vain
Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star
And everybody's in show biz, it doesn't matter who you are
And those who are successful
Be always
handle biz
I said Nah
I, I
(I like it)
I. I
(I like it)
I been working hard
Said its bout time
I had myself some Better days
Just the way I like it
Better
(community gated)
Looked in the mirror like, "Nigga, you made it" (nigga we made it)
Thinkin' 'bout all of the charges I skated
From robbin' and takin'
Ridin' down the A-V-E in the black A-M-G
With the Mac by my lap and they envy
The fact that they can't see me
Dippin' through the traffic, I'm
that's way out of your range
All the chicks came like we at a Knicks game
Carmelo numbers first and the fifteenth
We the best in the biz', baby there it is
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