g. baker standin on bizz / more bizzness şarkı sözleri

My VA girls Let me see your hands On your independent shit you don't even need a man Yea you got it Let em know em know ain't a thing switched But whichever way it go Yea you standing on bizz Transitioned from being shy now to live now Bumping my shit whenever you ride round It's high bounds first class when you flyin round Julio in the glass when you buying rounds I know you used to the cake I guess it's pie'n now F*ck yo hoes f*ck yo foes ain't no hiding now Spend a check get a check never mind em now Tesla X hit the flex when you sliding out Aye, aye And you don't do too you know that these hoes watching c All you gotta do is walk in the room You a whole optic Swear if I laid eyes on you You the cold option Ain't no other way around it though Grills all over your teeth I like how you sounding though Constantly filling your glass Whenever your rounds are low DJ playing your shit I see how you grinding slow Got a nigga so intrigued wit it Keen wit it Let em know you ain't green wit it Clean image Ass phatter than 3 women's Put together who look better? I'm just saying baby From the back that shit phat How you stand baby?!?!?!? I'm a mess all respect I'm just playing baby You don't care they on read Let these mafuckas know that you standing on bizz All my VA girls Let me see your hands On your independent shit you don't even need a man Yea you got it Let em know em know ain't a thing switched But whichever way it go Yea you standing on bizz All my VA girls Let me see your hands On your independent shit you don't even need a man Yea you got it Let em know em know ain't a thing switched But whichever way it go Yea you standing on bizz Mo bizzness mo bizzness Mo, mo, mo bizness Mo bizzness, mo bizzness Mo, mo, mo bizzness Mo bizzness, mo bizzness Mo, mo, mo bizzness Mo bizzness, mo bizzness Mo, mo, mo bizzness They stringing along on my coat tail No matter the storm my boat sail I'm scoring again that's wholesale I Pisces the work that's dope scale Wait I throw right in my blunts whatever I don't sell I don't need me no fronts that's, don't give me no cut I do what I want that don't fail And you running your lips and you stuck wit the chatter I'm fuckin your bitch I put dick in her bladder I f*ck her on carpet I feel like Aladdin Now tell me where Jasmine? Niggas need to commentate a mafuckin track meet how they run their mouth Mafuckas don't believe that their shit stinks man til you dump em out The same mafucka squeeze bring you to yo knees Yea we bleed the same amount Prescott contract situation wit the team Rather play it out Wait I'm hitting my blunt again I'm ready for war it's up again These bitches is fraud they stuck again They act like Pharrell, they front again I don't really care ima f*ck again I'm like a squirrel get a nut again Whatever it is I'm planning to win Blowing on gas never the mid All for the cash while standing on bizz nigga
Sanatçı: G. Baker
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