Out My Biz lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger, Thugger, stoner

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I know that she wit' it, I know that she will
I might buy the b*tch somethin' and get her out my business
I know that she wit', it (She wit' it)
I'm gon' buy the b*tch somethin' and get her out my business
Man, all she do is beg from me time after time (All they do)
You know I got a work her, baby, load up all the nines (God)
You know you gotta work it, you gotta work to get your riches (Riches)
We got a spot eating out of Versace dishes (Dishes)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Ravioli for the b*tch, while I eat 5,000 dollar dishes (Eat it)
Hit the club, she got nothing on and my neck and wrists and feet glis' (Sheesh)
You know I call it automatic because you get on top and never switch
And all the farm b*tches lookin' like a whale, where's my hat I'm 'bout to go fishin'
Tony Montana my (Damn), Tony Montana my nose (Whew)
Tony Montana her nose, Tony Montana her throat
Tony Montana her pus*y, Tony Montana her ass (Damn)
She like Tony Montana when she get on it she like to pass
Flash, twitpic for IG
She in love with gang green (What), she in love with king sling (King slime)
All her pants they got wings (Got wings), all her homies got teams
All her homies love weed (Love weed), all my homies love weed
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I know that she wit' it, I know that she will
I might buy the b*tch somethin' and get her out my business
I know that she wit', it (She wit' it)
I'm gon' buy the b*tch somethin' and get her out my business
Man, all she do is beg from me time after time (All they do)
You know I got a work her, baby, load up all the nines (God)
You know you gotta work it, you gotta work to get your riches (Riches)
We got a spot eating out of Versace dishes (Dishes)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Ice cream, liquor color
Let my father, lick your daughter (Lick, lick)
No baking soda, brown b*tch Coca-Cola (Brown b*tch)
She saw me from a range in that brand new rover (Sheesh)
I couldn't see her at all, Toyota Corolla
Pepsi-Cola, I know I look like him but I do not know ya (Do not know ya)
But her ass clapping like she from Magnolia
Black, living color, Crayola
Black, can you come a lil' closer
I wanna nail you like posters
I want you to squish that thang down on the kid (Squish)
Baby girl know how to do it right
I told her when she on top baby move that thang around for the kid (Move around)
And everything I tell her to do she never did (Hey)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I know that she wit' it, I know that she will
I might buy the b*tch somethin' and get her out my business
I know that she wit', it (She wit' it)
I gon' buy the b*tch somethin' and get her out my business
Man, all she do is beg from me time after time (All they do)
You know I got a work her, baby, load up all the nines (God)
You know you gotta work it, you gotta work to get your riches (Riches)
We got a spot eating out of Versace dishes (Dishes)
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