Handle That Business lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yah, yeah yeah

[Verse]
Rich n*gga shop at Barneys, nah not Journeys
I'm rubbing nut on her like petroleum jelly
Yeah she bounce up on this di*k, she so energetic
Get it in, ship it out like it's American deli
All the chickens find her body
I'm the one that kept it trill
I keep some vibes near, I fly еm' straight to the hills
Before hе wanna appear, got percocet, 12 a pill
My money is blue like the Bills, and I'm not jacking no bill
Pour up in that Sprite, pour up right in that [?]
Pull up in the Bentley with a freak hoe, she goin' skeet skeet
And my diamond dancing on these n*ggas like it's Meechie
Yeah like her lil' Caeser, give her three [?]

[Chorus]
She wanna young n*gga, she wanna n*gga go handle that business
She wanna young n*gga, she wanna n*gga who goin' drop the ceiling
I'm with lil' Ralph, he handle that business
I'm with Snake Face, he handle that business
I'm with lil' Freddy, he handle that business
I just give her no say so
Now your head gone, now you through
[?] me laying in that bed dog, Mexico
I was on [?] he bought me a Scat bro
Now I'm all up in that Range Rover
Yeah took too many shots I had a hangover
All these Jewels and all these b*tches they all hangin' on me
I'm with the same ones who didn't change on me
[Verse]
My b*tch on sh*t, so I put di*k up on her clit
I'm on a hot block, pop out (blr-blr, cha-cha)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hit it good do a chop block
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hit his block left his pole out
Yeah, yeah, yeah we sliding on that opp block
He had a white shirt on now it's tie-dye
Yeah, yeah, this ain't bow-wow
Everything we on, ain't no capping that now
Yeah, sending shots at you, know you killed, bill
Yeah I ran this sh*t like Emmitt Smith n*gga yeah
Yeah I got the slimes up in the Bentley, better chill
It's a stick and its screaming out, ahhhhh-

[Chorus]
She wanna young n*gga, she wanna n*gga go handle that business
She wanna young n*gga, she wanna n*gga who goin' drop the ceiling
I'm with lil' Ralph, he handle that business
I'm with Snake Face, he handle that business
I'm with lil' Freddy, he handle that business
I just give her no say so
Now your head gone, now you through
[?] me laying in that bed dog, Mexico
I was on [?] he bought me a Scat bro
Now I'm all up in that Range Rover (Lets go)
Yeah took too many shots I had a hangover