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Business Straight
by ThemTwins
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Hold up get the business straight
My uncle in the gates
Sipping on that fucking juice ain't talking Minute Maid
I'm getting straight to the cash ain't talking minimum wage
I'm trynna take her to the crib man fuck a dinner date
Hold up get the business straight my uncle in the gates
Sipping on that fucking juice ain't talking Minute Maid
I'm getting straight to the cash ain't talking minimum wage
I'm trynna take her to the crib man fuck a dinner date
Bitches all around me at the party cause they like me
They nigga fucking hate me for no reason trynna fight me
I can't fuck with thots cause they really don't excite me
Got cuzzo and my bro with the 30 right beside me
Bouncin' on the beat but I ain't talking bout no diddy bop
The way the that shawty bouncing on my shit is like a drop top
She suck me up til she lock jaw like why the fuck you stop
Smoking on that gas yeah it's pressure man I can't stop
Got niggas in my section that's gon' carry all them rugers
Aiming for ya chest we ain't talking bout no Cupid
Bitch gon' say she love me u ain't bout to have me stupid
Catch him slipping leave that lil nigga fucking clueless
Nigga
(They wanna know how we do this shit bruh, Yeah)
My niggas dogs I got em hangin' out the window
Couldn't smoke my gas I hadda cop another rillo
I'm a sharpshooter 14 in the clip just like i'm herro
She said she like my swag she see that I got dinero
All up in her guts booty nice and back is narrow
She s aid she got a nigga but I really didn't care no
All up in her head like the products in her hair doe
Never stick to one I got bitches by the spare doe
When I hit her from the back I got her running tell her come back
Told that bitch to grab up on my nuts I like to multitask
Niggas sneak dissing on they social I might cop a mask
Pull up to they spot where he stay unload the fuckin' mags
Or pull to his bitch at her crib so I can fucking smash
Pullin' up my pants when i'm finish i'm finna do the dash
Swervin' lane to lane in foreign hope ion fuckin' crash
Call me groceries how they always see me in my bag nigga
Hold up get the business straight
My uncle in the gates
Sipping on that fucking juice ain't talking Minute Maid
I'm getting straight to the cash ain't talking minimum wage
I'm trynna take her to the crib man fuck a dinner date
Hold up get the business straight my uncle in the gates
Sipping on that fucking juice ain't talking Minute Maid
I'm getting straight to the cash ain't talking minimum wage
I'm trynna take her to the crib man fuck a dinner date
Bitches all around me at the party cause they like me
They nigga fucking hate me for no reason trynna fight me
I can't fuck with thots cause they really don't excite me
Got cuzzo and my bro with the 30 right beside me
Bouncin' on the beat but I ain't talking bout no diddy bop
The way the that shawty bouncing on my shit is like a drop top
She suck me up til she lock jaw like why the fuck you stop
Smoking on that gas yeah it's pressure man I can't stop
Got niggas in my section that's gon' carry all them rugers
Aiming for ya chest we ain't talking bout no Cupid
Bitch gon' say she love me u ain't bout to have me stupid
Catch him slipping leave that lil nigga fucking clueless
Nigga
(They wanna know how we do this shit bruh, Yeah)
My niggas dogs I got em hangin' out the window
Couldn't smoke my gas I hadda cop another rillo
I'm a sharpshooter 14 in the clip just like i'm herro
She said she like my swag she see that I got dinero
All up in her guts booty nice and back is narrow
She s aid she got a nigga but I really didn't care no
All up in her head like the products in her hair doe
Never stick to one I got bitches by the spare doe
When I hit her from the back I got her running tell her come back
Told that bitch to grab up on my nuts I like to multitask
Niggas sneak dissing on they social I might cop a mask
Pull up to they spot where he stay unload the fuckin' mags
Or pull to his bitch at her crib so I can fucking smash
Pullin' up my pants when i'm finish i'm finna do the dash
Swervin' lane to lane in foreign hope ion fuckin' crash
Call me groceries how they always see me in my bag nigga
