Big Business Lyrics - Playalitical

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. 

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 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.