[Intro]

(Holiday Season *****)

[Verse 1]

You know what I hate? It's a nosy bitch

Preoccupied about me, wait, but you don't know me bitch

So can you step to the mic and tell us why you're on my dick?

Watching everything I do-do, must admit that I'm the shit

Still, ain't no reason for this much concern

Are you the feds? By the way you move, I could've sworn

Can clearly tell you're not, but when you're hot, you burn

Trust, you don't want this heat, point of no return

You know what I hate? It's a nosy bitch

Preoccupied about me, wait, but you don't know me bitch

So can you step to the mic and tell us why you're on my dick?

Watching everything I do-do, must admit that I'm the shit

Still, ain't no reason for this much concern

Arе you the feds? By the way you movе, I could've sworn

Can clearly tell you're not, but when you're hot, you burn

Trust, you don't want this heat, point of no return

You're invading my space, all up in my face

If you could, probably chase me down to my place

Wanna know where I'm residing, what kinda car I'm driving

What I'm wearing, who I'm screwing, fuck you're doing, spying?

I get it you're a groupie, who's never heard privacy

Feel entitled soon as one gains notoriety

Didn't even make it yet, pipe down

Being loud when you should really just, quiet down

Huh!

[Chorus]

You can do it, mind your business

Get the fuck up, off my penis

Find some help to, cure your illness

Get well, I truly mean this

You can do it, mind your business

Get the fuck up, off my penis

Find some help to, cure your illness

Get well, I truly mean this

[Verse 2]

Please stop let it, let it (go) if you don't wanna get hit (bro)

You can bet it, bet it, you gon' regret it, 'gret it

I'm not the one if you, run up get done (Brat)

Certainly not the two, get down, buckle my shoe (Sucka)

Next year you'll be posted up, same flow, but not close enough

Got your ego boosted up, deflate it, 'cause you've bluffed enough

Nobody's been fooled, you've just been ridiculed

You wish I was the teacher so you could get schooled

You're such a try-hard, I mean a die-hard

Yup, fan of me, thinking you're befriending me

Compare yourself to who? Nah homie, that's offending me

No personality, MAT who you pretend to be

Hang with some thugs that could cock the blick

If it's smoke, easy reach the BIC

You know what time it is when you hear it flick

Step to me slipping jelly I'm too slick

Because I'm handsome, and then some, help I won't hand some

Damn son, where'd you find this? Holiday is behind this

Which label wanna sign this, kid swear that he's finest

Not even being biased, my business please don't mind this

[Chorus]

You can do it, mind your business

Get the fuck up, off my penis

Find some help to, cure your illness

Get well, I truly mean this

You can do it, mind your business

Get the fuck up, off my penis

Find some help to, cure your illness

Get well, I truly mean this

[Outro]

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