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mind your business
9204
Hip-Hop/Rap
mind your business è stato pubblicato il 15 ottobre 2021 da Alpha Pup come parte dell'album shut the f**k up talking to me
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Data di uscita15 ottobre 2021
EtichettaAlpha Pup
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zack Fox
Zack Fox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zachary Channing Fox
Zachary Channing Fox
Songwriter
Benjamin Saint Fort
Benjamin Saint Fort
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BNYX
BNYX
Producer

Testi

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 **** what I’m worth and 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 it hypertension
I took the top off the whip circumcision
If a **** 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 it turnin like a satellite
Water on my body need to sit me in a bag of rice
Seen this shit comin as a youngin so it happened twice
Me and all my **** gettin active you a acolyte
Faded as the fuck I’m in the club takin bad advice
I’m a southern **** 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 **** ring the bell
If they ever let me into heaven I’ma make it hell
Fuck it if they send me straight to hell I’m from atl
I’ll hit a **** so hard he lose his sense of smell
Comin at me sideways leave a **** parallel
besties with my blower here it go just like we kenan kel
fuck **** trippin we gon clip him like a fingernail
Run up in ya 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 **** 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 **** what I’m worth and hurt his feelings
Got a Chevy off white same color Lois Griffin
I told that **** mind yo fuckin business
I feel like master p it ain’t no fuckin limit
Don’t nobody give a fuck bout yo opinion ****
Worry bout’ yourself you need to go and find some bitches
Written by: Benjamin Saint Fort, Bob James, Zachary Channing Fox
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