Текст пісні What The Business Is - Master P, Clyde Carson, Eastwood

What The Business Is

Stay on my shit, stay on my chips\nWe never switch, just holler what the business is\nI’m tryna get whatever I can, whenever I can\nJust holler what the business is Everybody know why you came here, girl\nYeah, what the business is We ain’t got time, can’t play no more\nWhat the business is Stay on my chips, stay on this gold\nStay on these streets, stay on these hoes\nStay on these niggas, stay on these blocks\nNo limit forever, we all we got\nStay in the club, stay with that heat\nOg person, all the bad bitches with me And I would be drinking if it make them sing\nMillion dollar vodka, made the world say uhm\nDragged my name through the mud, tmz and I’m back\nToo many zeros, my pockets be fat\nYou niggas be hating 'cause your bitches be watching\nI see that Ralph Lauren but I’m draping Versace\nHating niggas gonna get them licks\nBad bitches gonna shake them hips\nMy partners gonna grow like molds\nY’all niggas gonna hate like hoes\nStay on my shit, stay on my chips\nWe never switch, just holler what the business is\nI’m tryna get whatever I can, whenever I can\nJust holler what the business is Everybody know why you came here, girl\nYeah, what the business is We ain’t got time, can’t play no more\nWhat the business is I got a Mayweather flow, bet I knock it out\nI got the armies with me and they from the south\nTop down music, selling word of mouth\nLa, la be the city and your shit will drop\nBitches rolling up, said it’s time to blow\nSplit a red, split it up, hey, you tryna smoke\nAll I know is money, pussy, power, respect\nCouple bands on the stripper if she fucking the set\nHey, we ain’t gotta bump, girl, just give me neck\nGet these suckers, get the trippers, you should take\nThese real live rappers, get you to make a statement\nWhile them other niggas hate on my spot, ain’t no replacing that\nStay on my shit, that goes to be the whip\nI heard she flip, I’m yelling what the business is I stay on my tip, my niggas all trip\nThe bloods and the cribs, I’m yelling boo, what the business is Stay on my shit, stay on my chips\nWe never switch, just holler what the business is\nI’m tryna get whatever I can, whenever I can\nJust holler what the business is Everybody know why you came here, girl\nYeah, what the business is We ain’t got time, can’t play no more\nWhat the business is Cooler than them other niggas\nShake your ass if you fucking with me Blowing bomb at the compound\nPair of shoe fly when I hop out\nDo what the fuck I feel, do what the fuck I want\nIf you let them there, put you right on that sucker bus\nAin’t going for that ride\nMe? I prefer to drive\nMight not come in the club and be on time\nThey sense, my nigga, like the got nothing to lose\nLiving it up for all my niggas is down\nGet you the gang so we can vote for the crown\nI shine on these niggas, shine on these niggas\nAnd the bass so many he dying on me, nigga\nMiles on my soda, just crying on me, nigga\nGunshots, ambulance, shooting sirens for a nigga\nWhat’s the signs for a nigga nowadays to make\nStay on my shit, stay on my chips\nWe never switch, just holler what the business is\nI’m tryna get whatever I can, whenever I can\nJust holler what the business is Everybody know why you came here, girl\nYeah, what the business is We ain’t got time, can’t play no more\nWhat the business is