My Business Lyrics - Ludacris

Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! 

Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! 

I got my twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

Twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

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Now where'd you get that platinum chain with them diamonds in it? 

Where'd you get that matching Benz with them windows tinted? 

Who them girls you be with when you be riding through? 

Man I ain't got nothing to prove, I paid my dues 

Breaking the rules, I shake fools while I'm taking a cruise 

Tell me who's your weed man, how do you smoke so good? 

You's a superstar boy, why you still up in the hood? 

What in the world is in that BAG, what you got in that BAG? 

A couple a cans a whoop ass, you did a good ass job of just eyeing me, spying me 

I got my twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

Twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

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Man, that car don't come out until next year, where in the fuck did you get it? 

That's eighty-thousand bucks GONE, where in the fuck did you spend it? 

You must have eyes on your back, cause you got money to the ceiling 

And the bigger the cap, the bigger the peeling 

The better I'm feeling, the more that I'm chilling 

Winning, drilling and killing the feeling 

Now who's that bucked-naked cook fixin three-course meals? 

Getting goosebumps when her body tap the six inch heels 

What in the world is in that ROOM, what you got in that ROOM? 

A couple a gats, a couple a knives, a couple of rats, a couple of wives 

Now it's time to choose 

I got my twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

Twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

Are you custom-made, custom-paid, or you just custom-fitted? 

Playstation 2 up in the ride and is that Lorenzo-kitted? 

Is that your wife, your girlfriend or just your main bitch? 

You take a pick, while I'm rubbing the hips, 

Touching lips to the top of the dick and then whew! 

Now tell me who's your housekeeper and what you keep in your house? 

What about diamonds and gold, is that what you keep in your mouth? 

What in the world is in that CASE, what you got in that CASE? 

Get up out my face, you couldn't relate, 

Wait to take place at a similar pace 

So shake, shake it 

I got my twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

Twin glock .40s, cocked back 

Me and my homies, so drop that 

We rolling on twenties, with the top back 

So much money, you can't stop that 

Get out my business, my business 

Stay the fuck up out my business, ah 

'Cause these niggas all up in my shit and it's my business, my business 

Stay the fuck up out my business, 'cause it's mine, oh mine 

My business, my business 

Stay the fuck up out my business 

'Cause these niggas all up in my shit 

And it's my business, my business 

Stay the fuck up out my business, 'cause it's mine, oh mine 

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Ludacris 

Disturbin tha Peace