Handle Yo Business lyrics

f/ Mystikal



Chorus (Mystikal):



Handle Yo Business!

Handle Yo Business!!

Handle Yo Business!!!

Don`t let yo business handle you!!!!!



(2x)



First Verse (Tim Smooth+Mystikal):



(Tim Smooth)

I heard you really don`t like me....WHHHHUT?

Boy you coulda smoked a nigga for fifty bucks



(Mystikal)

I DON`T GIVE A FUCK!!!!!!!!



(Tim Smooth)

I live my life to the fullest

And shop ain`t close after them hoes so you and your lil` bullets know

All the shew-shewin` that you doin`

Got the, red beams cookin` and some hater shit brewin` nah

I ain`t no heartless-ass, thoughtless-ass nigga

But I`d bat the piss out`cha and out`cha Ma if I caught that ass with her

Nigga, sick of the "I say, you say"

Uck-fay Ooh-yay {Fuck you in piglatin

Handle this here, to-day

I ain`t scared, trust me, touch me, and you best stretch me

Like licorice

Cuz I`ll come back like syphollis

Gettin` this

Words that you got

Off your mind, you won`t be the bomb cuz you not

You`z a bro, and the dog is just OH SO VICIOUS

You warnin` me?????



(Mystikal)

HERE I GO!!!!!!!



(Tim Smooth)

Handle Yo Business



Chorus (2x)



(Tim Smooth)

I`m tryin` to figure what the fuck?

When the fuck?Why the fuck?

Who the fuck, made ya wanna fuck with me?

Shiiiiiiiit, all over a hoe

Nigga wants to put me in the mud

Full of slugs and bugs

But uh

It ain`t goin` down like that

TRUST ME

It gone be ugly for any nigga tryin` to pluck me

Must be stupid as Mister Furley

Tryin` to treat that pussy like silk, gone get a nigga killed EARLY

Cuz surely you don`t THINK that I`m gone BLINK

While you thinkin` you gone GANK

But you gone STANK

By the time they find your lil` behind

And I`ll be in the Bahamas gettin` the whole nine from your baby Mama

Save the drama, PLEASE

Quit sweatin` a nigga like a bitch

And let a nigga dick BREATHE

It`s a constant case, bein` mad at the wrong face

When the real problem is slobbin`, at`cha place

And she, hoggin` the A/C

Shiiiit, and ate free?

Soon as you go to work, to get burnt, she page me

THAT MEANS, she`s a hoe

And if you don`t knooooooooooooooooow

Now you know!

Handle YO

Business!!!!!!!!



Chorus



(Tim Smooth)

Bitch, whenever you draw the line, or lay your rules down

Tim Smooth`ll come around

With the type of shit to turn your whole pool ground

Now, I don`t give a damn, not even two fucks

About which clique won`t buck or which bitch won`t suck

I`m bout, gettin` as high as a bird`s nest

Bitch, gas glass or sex?Ass comes next

And I don`t take checks

I take, charge accounts

Large amounts of cabbage got me livin` lavish, now it`s hard to count

How many niggas playa hate me, on the D.L.?

Fake as Lee nails

Gossipin` like, FE-MALES

Details at six thirty

Can`t let that disturb me

`Fore I fill `em with more holes than a practice jersey

For actin` nervy you get shook

Subject to ass whippin`s and sentenced, to the dick look

Quick hooks, gone get these bitches out my face, with the QUICKNESS

You bitch you!Now handle yo business



Chorus (2x)
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