Susi: G# minor•
Verse 1
F#
G#m
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put
Put
Put
Put me in that thing
Put
Put
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing
Put me in that thing thing
Put me me in
Put me with new models,
put me in new models, yo
Give me face shields, man,
it kills your silly ho
You was bowlegged,
now you all pigeon- toed
G#m
I kicked you off the back door
I'm a landlord, drug dealer, pop bro
G#
G#m
Who got the 45? I got the crossbow
I'm chillin' in
Cuba, chillin' in the
Poconos
We some down- to- earth, cool, black folk
We get rowdy and we bust them things,
yo
That's what you get for messin'
with them country folk
I'm from
B.A. and I got it locked, yo
I'm from
B.A. and I got it high down
It's
SIRS!
Came to handle our business
Handle these niggas,
handle these bitches
It's
SIRS!
Only gang we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never bow down
It's
SIRS!
Yes we came to handle our business
Handle these niggas,
handle these bitches
It's
SIRS!
Only gang we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never bow down
It's
SIRS!
Put me in that last letter, give me head in it
Put me in the room, hit her on the bed
Get me on the corner
I'ma sell the whole load
F#
Niggas try to rob, we'll deny,
Roll my world like a
St
Louis
Ram
Put it down like a
Florida
Evans scream, damn
Y'all fuckin' with the ultimate
F#
D#
Shit in the cup, punky, now you eat in' it
take out your heart, it's mine
You puttin' in me,
funny fuckin' valentine
You fuckin' with
Will
DeVito when you come to the
A
You niggas are leavin' dry,
now the niggas gon' spray, uh
Put me on the corner like
a store of whores
Struggle like bread in the
Mary
Jane way after I win
Pay off the cops, walk around in flip- flops
Run out of my cash,
rob a motherfuckin' town
It's serious!
Came to handle our business
Handle these niggas,
handle these bitches
It's serious!
If only every plan is ours
And we ain't gon' never bow down
It's serious!
We came to handle our business
Handle these niggas,
handle these bitches
It's serious!
If only every plan is ours
And we ain't gon' never bow down
It's serious!
Timberland, I'm that man
Watch that man, stop that man
Bitch, don't you dare grin
Don't say you've been
where I've been
I'm a hot tamale, girl, you a hot tamale
Don't give a hell what they
say or read about it
I'm a rich man invested in stock,
man I buy land from a picky, picky white man
I moved to
Atlanta, a country grandma
Then moved to
Tampa, for nails and hammers
To put the posters on the banner
Moved to
China, moved to
China
They move from shirts, bras,
pants into the panty liner
I got them cars, I got them things,
I got them blings
I got a whole squad and a team
Timberlands in the band, so ladies
Wave your hand loud
Yes sir!
We came to handle up in there
Handle these niggas
Handle these bitches
Yes sir!
Only game plan is ours
And we ain't gonna never bow down
Yes sir!
We came to handle up in there
Handle these niggas
Handle these bitches
Yes sir!
Only game we playin' is ours
And we ain't gon' never bow down
Outro 1
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G#m
G#m
G#m
G#m
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