Business Man lyrics

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
I'm a business man so all my business straight
Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes
Or I'ma end up on a f*ckin' bigger case
Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates
I ain't just in Chiraq, I had to switch states
I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths
I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths
I'm a business man so all my business straight

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
If a n*gga play with me, then it's DOA
I got real shooters, shoot you in the face
Want a whole thing, I whip it in your face
And when I meet my plug a pistol on my waist
Couple shots gettin' fired if you in my way
Shots get to beatin' like some 808s
I got n*ggas catchin' bodies every day
A n*gga can die from what he gotta say
Should've kept his mouth closed anyway
Them f*ckin' choppers come out any day
Kill a n*gga on his f*ckin' birthday
Then turn it to his motherf*ckin' worst day
I'm a savage so you know Chiraq be my birthplace
Kidnap a n*gga, find out where that work stay
I sip red but I love how that purp taste
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
I'm a business man so all my business straight
Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes
Or I'ma end up on a f*ckin' bigger case
Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates
I ain't just in Chiraq, I had to switch states
I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths
I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths
I'm a business man so all my business straight

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
We smoke out the pound, we don't smoke eighths
Its like every day we on the jet in different states
I don't want no ramen noodles, all I want is steak
If a pus*y try me he gonna die today
Young n*gga get it, you know how we play
Three b*tches with me, they callin' me bae
Pullin' out, bustin' it right on they face
Then pull up my pants, get the f*ck 'bout my day
Free my lil homie, just caught him a case
Pull up and hop out and let that b*tch spray
Run and get hit in the back with a K
di*k in her mouth, give a f*ck what she say
Knock a n*gga off and lay low
If his ass sweet I'ma hit him with K-roll
YSL Glo Gang, and b*tch I'm with Fredo
Aim at his head and now you got a halo
Run through the dogs, run through the dogs
Get you knocked off and I just make a call
Jumped off the porch and I went straight to ballin'
Lot of these n*ggas be faking and 'flauging
I'm in LA like a Dodger
Took off on the plug, the n*gga still calling
Balling like I hit the lotto
Went to the dealership, copped me an auto
Fire your ass up and hide out in Chicago
Feds they runnin' through the hood in a Tahoe
They gon' dig me like a pothole
I put a suit and a tie on
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
I'm a business man so all my business straight
Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes
Or I'ma end up on a f*ckin' bigger case
Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates
I ain't just in Chiraq, I had to switch states
I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths
I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths
I'm a business man so all my business straight