Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business

Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business



You wanna know what's get's me pissed?

More then my period is a nosy bitch

Always asking question and shit

Getting all up in my business

Probably whiff when I shit

Worst then the media with followin shit

Sabotage autobiography photography shit

Always startin arguments over wrong information

So ridiculous stupid idiots

Probably on heard part of it

But that's what happens when you known

You targeted haters

Instigators put your life in the paper

The media can either make you or break you

Make a chick sick wanna drink with no chaser

Get away vacate to some place in Jamaica

So I can puff all the ganja I wanna

And don't have to worry

Bout them runnin up on you



I don't get it with these nosy folks

All up in yours they be killin me you

And eminem yes I'm feeling him yo

Cause there's a Stan fan everywhere you go

But where was they when you was broke

Or maybe so before you were even known

Two-wayin me calling even come to my home

Man I wish they would leave me alone

Dear god could you help me here

And close all these nosy peoples ears

It's not the fans who I'm talking to

It's those irritating nosy mothahushup's

Who wanna what know everything about you

Who you know places you go

Things you like to do

Just because I rather not have my life on the news

With some cake face reporter

Saying back to you bob



If somebody in ya business

Touch your nose

Always trying to know yours

Touch your nose

Always asking questions

Touch your nose

Always in my grill

Touch your nose

Don't worry about what I do 

You just do what you do

I hate nosy peoples

Mind your you need to

Stay up out my business please

That's all I ask cause you about to make a bitch mad

I don't see how they can live like that

Gotta gossip like beauty parlors

Blabbin your trap girl let me tell you

You know things like that

I know you heard the word

See rumors spread like that

Dippin in the koolaid don't know the flava

Gambling ideas they more lost then Vegas

They got it major even god can't save them

You can bathe them in holy water

It still ain't no cure for them

But in a way I kinda feel for them

Cause that's the only thing they know

So they mouth keep going going

Mind your business and it will be okay

Without nosy folks it be a better place