(feat. Mystikal)



[Chorus: Mystikal]



Handle Yo Business!

Handle Yo Business!!

Handle Yo Business!!!

Don't let yo business handle you!!!!!



[x2]



[First Verse: Tim Smooth+Mystikal]



[Tim Smooth]

I heard you really don't like me....WHHHHUT?

Boy you coulda smoked a nigga for fifty bucks



[Mystikal]

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!!!!!!!!



[Tim Smooth]

I live my life to the fullest

And shop ain't close after them hoes so you and your lil' bullets know

All the shew-shewin' that you doin'

Got the, red beams cookin' and some hater shit brewin' nah

I ain't no heartless-ass, thoughtless-ass nigga

But I'd bat the piss out'cha and out'cha Ma if I caught that ass with her

Nigga, sick of the "I say, you say"

Uck-fay Ooh-yay {Fuck you in piglatin}

Handle this here, to-day

I ain't scared, trust me, touch me, and you best stretch me

Like licorice

Cuz I'll come back like syphollis

Gettin' this

Words that you got

Off your mind, you won't be the bomb cuz you not

You'z a bro, and the dog is just OH SO VICIOUS

You warnin' me?????



[Mystikal]

HERE I GO!!!!!!!



[Tim Smooth]

Handle Yo Business



[Chorus x2]



[Tim Smooth]

I'm tryin' to figure what the fuck?

When the fuck?  Why the fuck?

Who the fuck, made ya wanna fuck with me?

Shiiiiiiiit, all over a hoe

Nigga wants to put me in the mud

Full of slugs and bugs

But uh

It ain't goin' down like that

TRUST ME

It gone be ugly for any nigga tryin' to pluck me

Must be stupid as Mister Furley

Tryin' to treat that pussy like silk, gone get a nigga killed EARLY

Cuz surely you don't THINK that I'm gone BLINK

While you thinkin' you gone GANK

But you gone STANK

By the time they find your lil' behind

And I'll be in the Bahamas gettin' the whole nine from your baby Mama

Save the drama, PLEASE

Quit sweatin' a nigga like a bitch

And let a nigga dick BREATHE

It's a constant case, bein' mad at the wrong face

When the real problem is slobbin', at'cha place

And she, hoggin' the A/C

Shiiiit, and ate free?

Soon as you go to work, to get burnt, she page me

THAT MEANS, she's a hoe

And if you don't knooooooooooooooooow

Now you know!

Handle YO

Business!!!!!!!!



[Chorus]



[Tim Smooth]

Bitch, whenever you draw the line, or lay your rules down

Tim Smooth'll come around 

With the type of shit to turn your whole pool ground

Now, I don't give a damn, not even two fucks

About which clique won't buck or which bitch won't suck

I'm bout, gettin' as high as a bird's nest

Bitch, gas glass or sex?  Ass comes next

And I don't take checks

I take, charge accounts

Large amounts of cabbage got me livin' lavish, now it's hard to count

How many niggas playa hate me, on the D.L.?

Fake as Lee nails

Gossipin' like, FE-MALES

Details at six thirty

Can't let that disturb me

'Fore I fill 'em with more holes than a practice jersey

For actin' nervy you get shook

Subject to ass whippin's and sentenced, to the dick look

Quick hooks, gone get these bitches out my face, with the QUICKNESS

You bitch you!  Now handle yo business



[Chorus x2]