Lyrics:
a Frisbee
And you telling your business, she tell me your business
You tell that bitch what you're feeling
All of the beans you be spilling
To you, she
to Nintendo
No Facebook, Twitter or Instagram
I do it for the paper, I'm a business man
[Chorus: Pitbull]
If you get it, that's cool
It's all about
hatted, baseball blue hatted
School friends, pop mobs
Male loafers, business affairs advisers and members of the band.
Suppurates, look it up!
pride
Back there on the mucky side
Take the cage for one more ride
Last shift, close her down
Put the business in the black
And they've stabbed us in
You could ride a unicorn to school
And if you fall off you'd have healthcare
(No you don't)
And if you finish school you'd go to college for free
taff, jamais d'horaires (mh)
Ici Lausanne c'est pas Genève (mh)
Pour voir Léon j'prends le RER (mh)
J'suis tro foncedé, j'sais plus l'arrêt (mh)
Suffit
it do it do it do it do it do it do it
Folks we've been in the business for 20 years
And I've never had a heart attack
You're my friends I want you
A thousand miles of concrete
Schools and dams and parks
Two thousand day care centers
And a center for the arts
There will always be poor people
But teach
through
My squad gotta roll through come through
Tell the young high school kids keep dreamin'
Because they sure do come true
Then I say, this that fuckin'
First she's way gone then she comes back
She's all business then she's ready to play
She's almost gothic in a natural way
This house of desire is
like Chet and I said you look like Brett from Suede
But summer is running away from me
I wanted to but I can't stay
Or go to business school and learn
come
I ain't here on business, baby, I'm only here for fun
And Rosie, you're the one
Rosalita, jump a little higher
Senorita, come sit by my fire
Christmas
It's like, oh-ooh-oh
Yeah, it's a holiday but I'm open for business
We got a bottle of that Rose
Baby, we gon' celebrate
Make you feel like
a few?
It's been like that since high school
If it ain't broke, why fix it?
This shit, gon' gift it
Word to the wise; keep it long distance
Don't
Let's get down to buisness
To defeat the huns.
Did they send me daughters
When I asked for sons?
You're the saddest bunch I ever met
But you can bet
Breaking out of school
Ain't really fooling no one
I was sure I'd get my reward in time
Backing on the street
With the smell of sweet sensation
of tenement blocks, rat infested filth and squalor.
I left school, went straight on the dole
And unemployment's no enjoyment,
Welfare State owned my mind
gnawin' on it, baby
Ah, nah, nah, girl don't do that
I dropped the kids at school this morning
I hung the clothes in the back
I'm trying to take care
latine
Comme la ville de Lausanne je suis d'une forme tres olympique (khey)
Ça parle d'automatique (hey)
Ils peuvent sucer ma bite (hey)
J'calcule
on Lausanne
Scammers will take yo money soon as you walk in
Peeping through the blinds dishes under Faucet
Ain’t no crime stoppin
Even tho we see the signs
of Business
First offered his course on blockchain
And financial services
In 2014, 35 students signed up
Eight fewer than the
School’s typical elective
By
much
Rather be me than you, man
OK
Big bong, money long
Got a big grip on the game
We on that business tip
Not bout which bitch fuckin which nigga
But
come
I ain't here on business, baby, I'm only here for fun
And Rosie, you're the one
Rosalita, jump a little higher
Senorita, come sit by my fire
school but I do
Everything I will do
When I'm 25, no lie
I was young with ambition
Fucked around with these hoes
Never needed permission
Went
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