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mind your business

Zack Fox

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Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (BNYX)

I told that bitch she need to mind her fuckin' business
We ain't goin' back and forth, this ain't no tennis
Told that nigga what I'm worth to hurt his feelings
Got a Chevy off white, same color Lois Griffin

I'm paranoid I hold the choppa while I'm shittin'
I'm smokin' big pressure, call it hypertension
I took the top off the whip, circumcision
If a nigga want beef beat him purple like he Grimace
One hand touch down like I'm Jerry Rice
I'm a bad bitch from the 90s, call me Scary Spice
Been around the world seen it turnin' like a satellite
Water on my body, need to sit me in a bag of rice
Seen this shit comin' as a youngin' so it happened twice
Me and all my niggas gettin' active, you a acolyte
Faded as the f*ck, I'm in the club takin' bad advice
I'm a southern nigga, I like bitches with some cellulite
Hop out the whip like, "Hey bitch"
Chillin' in the pool, I flew a cougar out to Vegas
Bitch, I'm off a bean got me goin Super Saiyan
Put the Ruger to his face and told him, "Do the Macarena"
I got the 40 I ain't finna yell
Boy I'm bout to rage in the cage, nigga, ring the bell
If they ever let me into Heaven, I'ma make it Hell
F*ck it if they send me straight to Hell, I'm from ATL
I'll hit a nigga so hard he lose his sense of smell
Comin' at me sideways, leave a nigga parallel
Bestie's with my blower, here it go just like we Kenan Kel
F*ck nigga trippin', we gon' clip him like a fingernail
Run up in ya crib leave it empty like a clearance sale
Henny got my stomach hurtin', bitch, I need some ginger ale
Throwin' all my jewelry at these strippers, bitch, I make it hail
Only real niggas finna get it like it's sickle cell

I told that bitch she need to mind her fuckin' business
We ain't goin' back and forth, this ain't no tennis
Told that nigga what I'm worth to hurt his feelings
Got a Chevy off white, same color Lois Griffin

I told that nigga mind yo' fuckin' business
I feel like Master P, it ain't no fuckin' limit
Don't nobody give a f*ck 'bout yo' opinion, nigga
Worry bout' yourself, you need to go and find some bitches
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Written by: Benjamin Saint Fort, Zachary Channing Fox

Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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