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slaine - nothin' but business كلمات الأغنية

[verse:1 slaine]

microphone check 1,2 what is this?
microphone check 1,2 what is this?
yeah!
i’m the stage crasher
high out my mind at the rave b-st-rd
despised by the m-ss-media call the g-y basher
every statement that i make stays for days after
internet p-ssies lolin with the brave laughter
some backpacker try an battle me i’ll slap ya
this me, this is how i had ta be, i mean it has ta
every minute i’m alive is an obscene disaster
i like the dock it’s in my heart, f-ck a greener pasture
i’m withdrawn from all the f-cking sh-t i’m on
living wrong, hear my hatred seed through every bitter song
sleep on me, you’re a sheep , you’re a coward
i’m a creep hold a blade to neck shove it and deep
my records runnin’ the streets
reckless son of a beach, punned up freak
only dealin’ g’s that’s my st–z, i make a hundred a week
dime pieces suck me ’til i come in the cheak, under the sheets
dumb as they can be they call it ignorance, it’s money to me

[hook]
f-ck the world dog i’m staying with the cash on me
i ain’t hard to find, go ahead and ask for me
microphone check 1,2 what is this?
you can take it personal it’s nothing but business

a little weed smoke, and some liquor
throw your motherf-cking hands in the air
we got a eight ball and some b-tches
put your motherf-cking hands in the air

[verse:2 br]

wow, lost and im high wave
amber rose smirnoff shots top with high grain
two hoes they tops exposed low grade
c’s d’s and -ss with a pro rate
you playin’ a probate, lockin her to the home
i’m letting her live the p-rn way, she locked to a bone
i’m menage in my home, you moist palm and grown
with your wife in the next room playing br songs
you playing all wrong, she ain’t paying the coaches salary
can’t be mickey and mallory no more
just pimpin’ at my home with a flat in cabo
they fax my next flow
flip text with escrows
so p-ss the xo
i’m drunk and it doesn’t bother me
since i ain’t living in poverty no more
this the panoramic roof with the two tone flow
and i don’t need to know sh-t if i do know dough
so

[hook]
f-ck the world dog i’m staying with the cash on me
i ain’t hard to find, go ahead and ask for me
microphone check 1,2 what is this?
you can take it personal it’s nothing but business

a little weed smoke, and some liquor
throw your motherf-cking hands in the air
we got a eight ball and some b-tches
put your motherf-cking hands in the air

[verse:3 v knuckles]

who’s nastier?, no one spit the news raspier
i’ll chew half of ya
my crews after you , m-ssacre
in the street making cake flip, no spatula
p-ssenger, in the acura with a after puff
laughing, but ain’t nothing funny but the money
i’m hungry, you give me counterfeit you take it from me
i throw your -ss off a f-cking bridge and cut the bungees
spit a lungie from my tummy on your corpse you f-cking dummy
if you do survive you be looking like the mummy
the new hefner, turn your b-tch into my bunny
pour some gin for me,patrone second round
grey goose 80 proof mix it up , put it down
ahh throw your hands up, throw your grands up
get your man smacked just for tryin to hand cuff
get a d-mn sl-t to get my glands buffed in my man’s truck
on the camera, that’s the plan it’s your man knuck

[hook]
f-ck the world dog i’m staying with the cash on me
i ain’t hard to find, go ahead and ask for me
microphone check 1,2 what is this?
you can take it personal it’s nothing but business

a little weed smoke and some liquor
throw your motherf-cking hands in the air
we got a eight ball and some b-tches
put your motherf-cking hands in the air

- slaine

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