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joe goonie - business n percents lyrics

[intro]
(strew on the beat)
(demons blessed it)

[verse 1: veeze]
cup dirty, that b+tch need to take a bath
cod, n+gga, you can’t pay me half
i got so many offers like i’m goin’ in the draft
a hundred yards, throwin’ n+ggas eagles like mcnabb

[verse 2: esp dreez]
you know these hoes for the crew
yeah, she love you, but she love me too
made three hundred blues and i blew it
you show too much emotion, i don’t think that you do sh+t
fifty ‘bows, put ’em in motion, lyin’, sippin’ on a potion
and she callin’ me, she tellin’ me she wanted me to swim up in her ocean
i would lovе the f+ckin’ b+tch, but she said she triplе six
four, five b+tches sittin’ in my f+ckin’ whip
[verse 3: veeze]
if i don’t got my double cup, then i can’t take a nap
i’m havin’ problems steerin’, this b+tch neck all in my lap
i know the opps just lurk my page, they wait for me to lack
that lil’ n+gga broke as a joke, but it don’t make me laugh
i’m the real blood, sippin’ lean, eatin’ crab
i stay with that cash just like weeknd and nav
re+up on the bags, spend a week down in nash’
motion gang, rep the birds just like taliban bag
brothers only, wanna join, need a body+bag
put a tag on his head, we’ll pop a tag
you gotta drop him, i don’t care if you ain’t got no mask
cmo play with chops like karate class

[verse 4: esp dreez]
might pop the f+ckin’ tag and put you in some baskets
she dancin’ on the f+ckin’ loot, i call it what an asset
you pillow talk to the b+tch tryna make it make sense
i’m chillin’ with the f+ckin’ bosses, talkin’ business and percents
i throw the blues on the floor, now i got ’em thinkin’ that it’s f+ckin’ fake
they told me to pull up at f+ckin’ two and i’m pullin’ up at eight
they smiled in my f+ckin’ face and said, “dreez, you never late”

[outro]
(demons blessed it)
(strew on the beat)
(demons blessed it)
(strew on the beat)
(strew on the beat)
(demons blessed it)

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