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TOMMY WRIGHT III lyrics : "Handle Yo' Bizness"

[Hook]
Hey what you lookin' at, (huh)
Hey what you wanna do, (huh)

Hey what you lookin' at, (huh)
Hey what you wanna do, (huh)
Hey what you lookin' at, (huh)

Hey what you wanna do, (uh huh)
Yeah, mother$#&@a I'm talkin' to you


Hey what you lookin' at, [huh]
Hey what you wanna do, [what]
Hey what you lookin' at, [huh]

Hey what you wanna do, [what]
Hey what you lookin' at, [huh]
Hey what you wanna do, [what]

Yeah, mother$#&@a I'm talkin' to you, (COME ON!)

[Verse 1]

It's a MIA, you gon' be Missing In Action
(*##$ I'm grabbin' and jackin' then I bust in action
I mean they stealin' from me and takin' bread from my family

Head full ah distress I'm usually the wizard in this
Blood thicker than water, ^!$$% watch what ya holla
Your title DOA if you get ticket to play

Families pray when you lay, hit you wid that AK
Anytime ah the day, my ^!$$% $#&@ what you say
Make you swallow your spit, (*##$ for $#&@in' wid this

Cause I'ma raw $$# (*##$, and I'ma hard $$# (*##$
I'm the %#@! on the stain, I'm the car that you claim
I'm the weed that you smoke, when you feed it and choke

So please escape to my pimpin' because yo $$# gon' be missin'
And it's a DOA if you get ticket to play, ^!$$%,
Who rock the pump and take the pain out,

I, I rock the pump and take the pain out

[Hook]


[Verse 2]
You think your knowledge is deep, then this wish was mine

^!$$% wished a pause on yo hatin', this a method of mine
That mean I'm standin' to strong than to ever be faded
You ^!$$%s flip up yo hate and lay the real on the table

Understandin' the Boss is like payin' the cost
Wid yo mouth shot off and then yo body got tossed look here,
Bring me your anna instead ah spreadin' your rumours

Because they spread like pumas, I don't dig what ya shootin'
(*##$ you locked in the game, steady searchin' for fame
Lookin' for some that money so hell yo life'll maintain

But since you ain't got %#@!, you can't hate on a Bytch,
So put some dick in yo mouth and put yo @@#! on the house
You in the midst of a playa I'm talkin' straight to you haters

My ^!$$% will look you in your face and say no you can't fade her
Cause they call me a (*##$, I'm gon act like a (*##$
$#&@in' up ^!$$%s I hurt and I kick and I whoop yo $$# like a (*##$, ^!$$%


[Hook]


[Verse 3]
Well it's a must that does puttin' haters to dust
You ^!$$%s always talkin' %#@! but y'all ain't ready for us

Some real ^!$$%s up in this (*##$ and we ain't showin' no love
I want %#@! in this game man I'm on a come up
^!$$%s don't give a $#&@ who you be, what you claim, who been through

You ^!$$%s ain't runnin' %#@! but who you see in the mirror
You better get that clear hoe, before you bring it here hoe
And I ain't takin' %#@! from none ah you (*##$ $$# ^!$$%s

Do not play wid me boy, do I look like a toy
Do I look like a game, that you plan to enjoy
Do I look like a (*##$, that you treat like a snitch

Or do I look like a hoe, who's got much ah that flow
^!$$% HELL NAW!, so ^!$$% !#@* YOU!
^!$$% HELL NAW!, so ^!$$% !#@* YOU!

^!$$% HELL NAW!, so ^!$$% !#@* YOU!
^!$$% HELL NAW!, so MOTHER!#@* YOU !#$%!


[Hook x2]

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