James Brown - The Bidness lyrics

Ay wha**up my nig? sh**, just chillin, what's happenin? sh** nuttin, whatchu up to? sh**, not too much - ay you ain't seen that n***a Snoop? Man hell naw, I been callin that n***a since Starsky & Hutch I ain't fin' to call that n***a no more man Tchk, oh like that? Man f'real man, I ain't buyin that new album either I'mma download that motherf**er for free Let that n***a know when I see him man sh**, there he go right there Huh? [Snoop Dogg] I don't say much I don't say Alize, no I don't say Dutch Keep yo' hands off until I say, okay touch I never come off tacky, I'm a boss exactly I'm like the slick suit Snooperfly Versace Conversation flashy, y'all n***as can't match me I talk to you slow, so your game can roll Take advice from a player, don't love her just play her Boy I never could dare, to pay double the fare Man I swear to God it's gon' be some trouble in here Before I pay that b**h, I'm like a bossy hog Half dog, half gorilla, b**h Donkey Kong n***as thirst for hoes, I got a thirst to ball Tryin to knock a pimp's hustle, be the first to fall f**in with a-hundred-fifty, whole can of vodka Mixed with g**n, got a program like Poppa (hey hold up man) I'mma do you a favor, let this pimpin save ya Leave that b**h alone, the homies call her Ms. Behavior Boy you move too fast, done too much talkin I'm too much walkin to one who keep hoes hawkin Don't f** with Snoop too much cause he goes off when n***as mouth too much, so please no flossin I step up quicker, cause the game don't pause I gotta stay s**a free, cause it ain't no laws Dig this y'all [Hook: Snoop Dogg] That's the bidness mayne, step my game up up in this mayne Long hours hard minutes mayne, with this hustle on splendid mayne P.A. perfect attendance mayne [Snoop Dogg] Cause I'm a boss.. Yeah, real bossy like, and sometimes flossy And if you f**in with that {"I-I know, I, I-I-know, I know you gonna dig this"} I had to tell you the truth homey, but you got mad Yeah I hurt yo' feelings, fu*k IT, it's too damn bad I'm a major player, I got major game I might floss a different b**h, but the pimpin the same I ain't got time for no haters, I lay 'em flat on they back I'm from the Dogg Pound homey, I don't f** with them cats I f** with, n***as, who be bustin them shots I'm talkin Long Beach, Inglewood, Compton, Watts Close your chops, I knows your spots Keep talkin n***a I'll expose your knots You ain't ready for daddy, boy I do this for fun It's like you versus Kobe ballin one on one You ain't got no chance, you ain't got no fans I kick the sh** out you punk, look momma no hands I'm not a, holy roller but I pray so hard Help me, I'm sendin these b**h n***as straight to God sh** I'm too damn grown, conversation is sho't While your talk is funny, Jack I talk with money Keep the chain on bling, the rock is sunny For you smart mouthted b**hes I ain't that dummy {"HELL NO," he replied} [Hook] {"GOD DAMN!"} {"Let me tell you somethin"} [Hook] [Snoop Dogg] That's the bidness, that's the bidness Aww, that's the bidness, can I get a witness? Aww, yeah, that's the bidness, aww yeah, say what, yeah That's the bidness, but can I get a witness?