Mind Your Business - SPESYALIS

Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (BNYX) I told that bitch she need to mind her fuckin' business We ain't goin' back and forth, this ain't no tennis Told that nigga what I'm worth, that hurt his feelings Got a Chevy, off white, same color Lois Griffin I'm paranoid, I hold the choppa while I'm shittin' I'm smokin' big pressure, call that hypertension I took the top off the whip, circumcision If a nigga want beef, beat him purple like he Grimace One-hand touch down like I'm Jerry Rice I'm a bad bitch from the '90s, call me scary Spice Been around the world, seen 'em turning like a satellite Water on my body, need to sit me in a bag of rice Seen the shit comin' as youngin so it happened twice Me and all my niggas gettin' active, you an acolyte Faded as the fuck, I'm in the club, takin' bad advice I'm a Southern nigga, I like bitches with some cellulite Hop out the whip like, "Hey, bitch" Chillin' in the pool, I flew a cougar out to Vegas Bitch, I'm off a bean, got me goin' Super Saiyan Put the Ruger to his face and told him, "Do the Macarena" I got the .40, I ain't finna yell Boy, I'm 'bout to rage in the cage, nigga, ring the bell If they ever let me into Heaven, I'ma make it hell Fuck it up, they send me straight to hell, I'm from ATL I'll hit a nigga so hard he'll lose his sense of smell Comin' at me sideways, leave a nigga parallel Besties with my blower, "Here it go" just like we Kenan-Kel Fuck nigga trippin', we gon' clip him like a fingernail Run up in your crib, leave it empty like a clearance sale Henny got my stomach hurtin', bitch, I need some ginger ale Throwin' all my jewelry at these strippers, bitch, I make it hail Only real niggas finna get it, like it's sickle cell I told that bitch she need to mind her fuckin' business We ain't goin' back and forth, this ain't no tennis Told that nigga what I'm worth, that hurt his feelings Got a Chevy, off white, same color Lois Griffin I told that nigga, "Mind your fuckin' business" I feel like Master P, it ain't no fuckin' limit Don't nobody give a fuck 'bout your opinion Nigga, worry 'bout yourself, you need to go and find some bitches

If the wife and I are fussin' brother that's our right 'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight Why don't you mind your own business? Mind your own business 'Cause if you mind your business Then you won't be mindin' mine Oh, the man in the apartment, he's a nosy thing He comes to my door and it's ring, ring, ring You, mind your own business Hey, won't you mind your own business? 'Cause if you mind your own business Then you won't be mindin' mine Yeah, I got a little girl, wears her hair up high The boys all quiver when she walks by You better mind your own business Yes, mind your own business If you mind your own business Then you won't be mindin' mine Mindin' other people's business seems to be high tone I got all that I can do, I'm mindin' my own Why don't you mind your own business? Mind your own business 'Cause if you mind your business You won't be mindin' mine I may tell a lotta stories that may not be true But I can get to Heaven just as easily as you So, won't you mind your own business? Why don't you mind your own business? 'Cause if you mind your business Then you won't be mindin' mine Hey, if I wanna honky-tonk around to two or three Baby, that's my headache, don't you worry about me Just mind your own business Mind your own business Well, if you mind your business You'll be busy all the time