Zack Fox – mind your business Lyrics
Artist: Zack Fox
Song: mind your business
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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I told that b#tch she need to mind her f#ckin’ business
We ain’t goin’ back and forth, this ain’t no tennis
Told that n#gg# what I’m worth, that 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 that hypertension
I took the top off the whip, circumcision
If a n#gg# want beef, beat him purple like he Grimace
One-hand touch down like Jerry Rice
I’m a bad b#tch from the nineties/90’s, call me scary Spice
Been around the world, seen ’em turning like a satellite
Water on my body, need to sit me in a bag of rice
Seen the sh#t comin’ as youngin so it happened twice
Me and all my n#gg#s gettin’ active, you an acolyte
Faded as the f#ck, I’m the club, takin’ bad advice
I’m a Southern n#gg#, I like b#tches with some cellulite
Hop out the whip like, “Hey, b#tch”
Chillin’ in the pool, I flew a cougar out to Vegas
b#tch, I’m off a bean, got me goin’ Super Sayan
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, n#gg#, ring the bell
If they ever let me in the heaven, I’ma make it hell
f#ck it up, they send me straight to hell, I’m from ATL
I’ll hit a n#gg# so hard he’ll lose his sense of smell
Comin’ at me sideways, leave a n#gg# parallel
Besties with my blower, “here it go” just like we Kenan-Kel
f#ck n#gg# trippin’, we gon’ clip him like a fingernail
Run up in your crib, leave it empty like a clearance sale
Henny got my stomach hurtin’, b#tch, I need some ginger ale
Throwin’ all my jewelry at these strippers, b#tch, I make it hail
Only real n#gg#s finna get it, like a sickle cell
I told that b#tch she need to mind her f#ckin’ business
We ain’t goin’ back and forth, this ain’t no tennis
Told that n#gg# what I’m worth, that hurt his feelings
Got a Chevy, off white, same color Lois Griffin
I told that n#gg#, “Mind your f#ckin’ business”
I feel like Master P, it ain’t no f#ckin’ limit
Don’t nobody give a f#ck ’bout your opinion
n#gg#, worry ’bout yourself, you need to go and find some b#tches
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Release Year: 2021