Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mind Your Business, artist - President T.
Date of issue: 23.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mind Your Business |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
There’s so much on my name, I forgot yours |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
Hands on my money, nah rudeboy, I dug my claws |
Fam where you at? |
I’ll be at the Costa |
These MCs can’t get on the roster |
President La Cosa Nostra, never ever been an impostor |
I’m from a broken home, 'nough of them man there are foster |
Just came back from the races, with a ting from Gloucester |
Such a performance, wow, she could’ve gave me an Oscar |
Ain’t got time for the antics, fix up your posture |
President T, when I come around please go down, he goes up |
Scarface over the phone but he never shows up |
Man bring terror to the stage, nobody ever blows up |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
There’s so much on my name, I forgot yours |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
Hands on my money, nah rudeboy, I dug my claws |
Are you zoning? |
Are you zoning? |
When I come around, they’re all cloning |
Hands on jewels, none of them owning |
Born with the shape, no need for toning |
Turn up to war, never postponing |
I heard mandem are giving out P’s |
But word on road blud, them man are loaning |
Say you’re gonna say it to my face, them man are phoning |
I was in a band but, I never played the guitar |
Ten years in the game, nobody knows who you are |
But I weren’t phased, check my account, everyting raised |
Gave way the red string everyting’s haze, nah won’t go back to the ways |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
There’s so much on my name, I forgot yours |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
Hands on my money, nah rudeboy, I dug my claws |
Mind your business |
Mind your business |
Mind your business |
Mind your business |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
There’s so much on my name, I forgot yours |
I’ll hold my business, please mind yours |
Mum’s like «Pres, remember your chores» |
There’s so much on the game, I don’t wanna look at the scores |
I’ll hold my own, please hold yours |
I rang the bell, but I never came through doors |
Hands on my money, nah rudeboy, I dug my claws |