Slimelife Shawty - Slatt Bizness Lyrics

(Damn Dior)
I just make the shit how, how I'm feelin' like
All this shit true, I'm speakin' that shit like
Yeah, nigga want me dead from another city
(Ayo, Jee, you did it again)
But he can't, that's crazy
Tell him catch up with me
Nigga said, "Now I'm hatin'"
In another city, handle business nigga
Handle the business, nigga
Pussy

Stop hatin' and get yo' cheese right
Nigga what you bleed like?
Gave my dog a, uh, and he gone err-err with that heat right
Heard what his name told on woopty woo
'Cause he couldn't see life (on God)
That shit don't be right
Mindin' my business, every nigga want me dead
From a whole different city (pussy)
Dime on my head in a whole different city (pussy)
Tell 'em fuck him, catch up wit' me
Two thirty clips, just let 'em rip
That's how you roll in 60s

Before the rap pop
I was in the street tryna make the trap rock
Nine still be in the streets, he really made the trap rock
Menace never sleep he like to tweak
He rather kill opps and grab Glocks
What you think he stand for?
Fuck it cop a G ride
I'm hoppin' out this foreign (why though?)
'Cause this shit gettin' borin'
Called Lil' Boo the 23 'cause he be steppin' like Jordan
In this life that's important
I know these hoes ain't gone ride with me
That's why the guys with me
How the fuck you bro and you ain't ridin' with me?
The streets turned me into a soldier boy
No Draco, the business ran by slay though
We big slatts, where yo bitch at? (Where she at?)
I admit lil dog did that (he did that)
But you know we got that get back
I was probably with Zack (slatt)

Stop hatin' and get yo' cheese right
Nigga what you bleed like?
Gave my dog a, uh, and he gone err-err with that heat right
Heard what his name told on woopty woo
'Cause he couldn't see life
That shit don't be right
Mindin' my business, every nigga want me dead
From a whole different city (pussy)
Dime on my head in a whole different city (pussy)
Tell 'em fuck him, catch up wit' me
Two thirty clips, just let 'em rip
That's how you roll in 60s

That last nigga played, somewhere floatin'
I stayed in motion, survivin' the motion
I'm way paste ridin' the wave, they be tryna ride the wave
Nigga I'm tryna create a ocean
And I view how they only be busy
'Cause they worried 'bout my business
I'ma keep 'em busy, long as I'm worryin' 'bout my business
I'm talkin' 'bout that big business
The kind that had my folks put up
For a million centuries, get up with me
Lil nigga, big dawg 'round my way
Yes, I can get you hit boy
Don't approach me man to man about no bitch, boy
Come get your bitch, boy
By the way you sound just like a bitch boy
A couple bucks will make him blitz
Ask my homie about this shit, boy
Yeah, he was 'bout it 'bout it, but he snitched on 'em
Double R gang, not Roddy Rich but I'll put a stick on 'em
Speakin' of Roddy Rich
I had that stick in the box forreal
Not the one you pack, the one with wheels

Stop hatin' and get yo' cheese right
Nigga what you bleed like?
Gave my dog a, uh, and he gone err-err with that heat right
Heard what his name told on woopty woo
'Cause he couldn't see life (on God)
That shit don't be right
Mindin' my business, every nigga want me dead
From a whole different city (pussy)
Dime on my head in a whole different city (pussy)
Tell 'em fuck him, catch up wit' me
Two thirty clips, just let 'em rip
That's how you roll in 60s