Il testo della Big business

Playalitical

Data di rilascio : 23/02/2010

Durata : 0:03:22

Stile : Hip Hop/Rap

Chorus: (playalitical)
Big business that's what im high on
This the type of dope that they cant put a price on
Big business that's what im into
You can stay smoked out but i got places to get to
Said you bitches waste time so ima do me
Said you bitches waste time so ima do me
And it make it happen
Watch it happen

Verse 1 (playalitical)
I beat earth out of a full moon got a cheap room
Full of ballons 21.95 plus tax
But you gotta feed the racoons old trailers ful of meth fumes
Old hippys bumpin death tunes
Beating down victims that thought they was champs
Slabbin thru the trapola over heating amps
Magots hate on playa like they got bad cramps
Better refill they midol before i "click clack"
You gon be eating dog shit i remember that place
Moma aint home daddy smoking bass
Betta days came i made bad dreams so nice
You bitches aint doin it cuz you bitches smoke ice
It aint my fault that the glass dick love you
You love it right back the main thing you make love to
You the type to pick 2 grams over 2 hoes
You got the wrong idea of 20's when you heard it in my flows.

Verse 2 (playalitical)
I guess my hooks draw you in cuz you wana eat worms
Wana thizz out until the reaper confirms
Holes in ya brain ya weave and your perm
You done x'd out so much your exit is earned
Right about the time theres nothing more to learn
I drop a load in ya mouth the king returns
A mile stone for the mile alone
Service wit a smile the outcome of a pile of zones
And he's "playalitical" logic files as shown
I hate fonies that skip on loans
I turn bone heads into piles of bones, xylophones
Vitals deader than dial tones
Your silos have been ambushed
I spit juiced make the amps push the audio banes
Expand raddeling the handcuffs in the back of the cruiser
Thinking why they glorify the hustler and then become a user.