Business Lyrics by That Mexican OT & Money Man
Yeah, yeah
I don’t even know what the *** going on, man
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Hey, yo, is that That Mexican OT?
I got a thirty ball in these jeans, *** you mean, little ***, I’m broke?
She sucked *** at the last show, but at this show, we banned the ho
Sometimes I feel like Lieutenant Dan ’cause I just can’t stand a ho
This *** too big for a potato, I need me a cantaloupe
Uh, cowboy in the Cadillac, front seat look like a saddle
I’m killing snakes, make ’em into boots and a keychain wit’ the rattle
I got some’ that’s inside the trunk that thump and make it rattle
Shotgun pump him, leave him slumpin’, open up his Adam’s apple, aye
Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, ***, that’s how I’m steppin’, ho
Big Crips in Zone Seven, who the *** you think you checking, ho?
At age thirteen screaming, “*** 12,” wit’ a MAC-11, ho
I make them junkies beg for more when I hit ’em with that antidote
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ***, that’s how I’m swaggin’ on ’em
Uh, uh, uh, uh, she gon’ put that wagon on me
Uh, uh, uh, uh, cha-ching, I’m popping tags up on ’em
Treat his *** ass just like business, I’ma go on and stand up on him
Please don’t talk too much around me, cook some food and do them dishes
We gon’ slide some *** for sure when we come through with blitz with switches
I just bought a matching Cyber Tes’, come see how I’m living
I just walked in Lou’ and spent a forty, come see how I’m spending
Only working out I’m doing is moving this weight like LA Fitness
I ain’t trying to cuddle, I’ma kick that *** out when I’m finished
You hear that monster in my vehicle when I crank up my ignition
Got all my chains on in the band, I ain’t have to get permission
*** ***, boy, we took your *** and you ain’t say a word
On them shrooms and Casa Azul, I swear that night, it was a blur
Got them youngin’s stepping like Melly and Von, don’t make me send a blitz
I just built them folks straight from scratch, I’m deadly with this ***, let’s go
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ***, that’s how I’m swaggin’ on ’em
Uh, uh, uh, uh, she gon’ put that wagon on me
Uh, uh, uh, uh, cha-ching, I’m popping tags up on ’em
Treat his *** ass just like business, I’ma go on and stand up on him
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ***, that’s how I’m swaggin’ on ’em
Uh, uh, uh, uh, she gon’ put that wagon on me
Uh, uh, uh, uh, cha-ching, I’m popping tags up on ’em
Treat his *** ass just like business, I’ma go on and stand up on him