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PERFORMING ARTISTS
C Biz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C Biz
Lyrics
Letra
It's Mazza
Jay Young's got that beat rockin'
(Show me some love)
(I'm behind bars)
This six figure music, baby
(I'm behind bars)
You tough right?
You tough right?
You tough right?
You **** thought I was gonna do thirty-five?
Ha-ha-ha-ha
You tough right?
Shout-out to my selector
Moving half
Ha-ha
£R
Yeah you rockin'
Biz!
£R ain't no time for discussion
Catch a case and I buss it
The Art of War that's my theory, I love it
Yeah the choppers are, rrrah
Send a message to Ak
Tell him I'm war ready
Pricks, I got twenty for ****
That's a ticket to Heaven
You gon' need you a Reverend
Phone call, the connect wanna see me it's urgent
Conspiracy I ain't meeting in person
El Chapo, Nicky Barnes and El Bossalini
No connection I'm working magic, call me Houdini
Lord forgive me I'm a sinner, I carry my sin
Wrap me up in Versace robes when you bury my skin
Drippin' in Gucci
Saucy ****, hoochie the coochie
Before I beat it I tell her I ain't eating her pussy
Alpha, omega celebrating for all my haters
Ridin' the Phantom, now I'm feeling like I'm Jamaican
Hop on the beat like a motorbike
Ghost a **** like a poltergeist
I fucked your girl, it was only twice
I am the six when you roll the dice
I sold water to a well
Money ringing like a bell
Maybe ringing like a church
I'll be creeping with your girl
You might see me in a Benz
Maybe pull up in a Lambo'
Oh God C Biz, I might pull up with a damn ho
I showed the music the realist shit
I will not let the feds finish me
Right now they're calling me bigger fish
So I am not fucking no skinny bitch
I just fuck 'em and I drop 'em
I know they want me to love it
But I will never fuck Shay London
Heard her pussy like a bucket
Aye, I'm going ham
Woo!
Hold up, the story ain't finished yet
Laughing and smoking a cigarette
I had the both of them licking it
So why do they beef on the internet?
Running the game I could never rest
Smoking I'm high as the Everest
She told me her bf from C ****
I fucked her, she calling him second best
This one is bound for a reload
This ain't oxide or neutrino
Catch a **** in the barbershop
Wig a **** **** (Wig a ****)
Please don't intrude in my residence
You are fucking up my element
I don't know what you be talking 'bout
Can't arrest me with no evidence
What is this shit that you hit me with?
All of this shit is ridiculous
Said his shooter's from Manchester
It must be Ibrahimovich
Seriously, on the realist shit
I know **** on some killer shit
Driller shit, winner shit
But them **** I don't do business with
All of you **** are under me
I am the **** you wanna be
I know the police are on to me
I'm watching them while they watching me
Get the packs in, rip the plastic
I gymnastic on the brick
Hit the bando, fuck the bando
Money march and then I dip
I got a buzz like it's ecstacy
Show me some love like it's ecstasy
Business booming how it's meant to be
I got my **** right next to me
I got a buzz like it's ecstacy
Show me some love like it's ecstasy
Business booming how it's meant to be
I got my **** right next to me
I got a buzz
Show me some love
I got my **** right next to me
Business booming how it's meant to be
I got a buzz
Show me some love
All of my **** right next to me
Business booming how it's meant to be
I got a buzz
I got a buzz
I got a buzz like it's ecstasy
Show me some love like it's ecstasy
Show me some love
I got a buzz
I got a, like it's ecstasy
Written by: C Biz

