(feat. AG, Party Arty) I've got a voice for this shit, no choice but to spit Rolls Royce to the six, eating oysters and shit GD's in the disc-player
whole night. You know what I'm sayin? [chorus] Girl would you fuck me for free? (Girl would you just fuck me for free)? One fuck, One fuck Girl would
Intro: This is one of those songs you can clap along too... [Slug] Hides the eyes beneath the bill of the cap Walks amoungst the flies that hover over
off fast Keep to yourself, Just try not to come off fast Cause these niggas ain't playing fair You know stay on your square, handle the biz Be the
cause I got Some fuckin' ears on my floor They're tryin' to catch on To see who I'm givin' the hoot There it is square biz Don't say my kids [Psycho
be a better me, cuz I'm my only enemy [x2] [Verse 2] I'm one of the One, yet, One of a Million in Digital plus Original Form born one hand a Sword, one
zig crushin a kid With G-forces violent enough to crush your ribs like pilots that fly Russian MIG Comin to punish you pigs Give a fuck who you is; nigga, Canibus in ya biz
to get them in I be like, "You don't know me... fool" And color it purple, cause he ain't in my circle Now I'm talkin square biz to you and I'm out I
breathin From all the second hand smoke Nigga, you a square Lit you at the tip, blow it in the air We don't play fair And that's a fact Separate the people from the squares
anticipate greatness from elder statesmen I ch-ch-ch-AHH, like Biz Mark' or Jason I bust one shot just to start the racing The tortoise and the hare, which one
to make you count them praise nowadays show the ace, with no poker face on the belly, open legs and hold the aim between his shoulder blades square-biz
I don't wanna stop it baby I wanna keep going and going and going and going Keep the juices flowing and flowing and flowing and flowing Like it is baby Square biz
thugs 9 out of 10 times yeah we lookin to fuck And y'all already word know what it is On some Teena Marie shit, nucca, I'm talkin square biz What? [Chorus
fact that you strapped like Bokeem It don't mean nuttin major; they saw you put on They saw me come up, they saw the young star biz{?} Who due to circumstance
center (We equal emcee squared) The Square, every corner locked down Four corners, take position, four soldiers Every where ya turn there's one, boy [
while he's sittin on a tow-truck My big dick still live in khakis since day one I got a gang of nigga shit, go and play one My nigga still Tha Coolest