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letra de bad business - dj lucas

[intro]
(ooh, sh-t, what the f-ck, daniel?)
(you got this b-tch on garageband? you goin’ crazy)
dj
“dj, i always wonder how you do this music stuff like this, man, it’s crazy”
man (dj)
these guy’s ain’t one-thou’-wow, man (nah)
this sh-t be bad business
i swear, man (dj)
sometimes i feel like i’m the only one on earth, man, it’s dj (d, d)
yeah (dj)

[chorus]
and i gotta get the money or it’s bad business (money)
they like, “lucas, you go dumb, nah, you mad different” (dj)
and my homie servin’ girl to the bad b-tches (clean)
at the cumbie’s all night like i do scratch tickets (go)
i was gone for a sec’, but, now i’m back with it (i’m back, dj)
i talk my talk, it’s to the point that nothin’s off-limits (i talk my talk)
three-five inside the bleep for the car sickness (smoke)
this a judgement-free zone, just like planet fitness (ha)

[verse]
and the phone keeps shakin’ like a amber
got a custy waitin’ for me, said he right outside of blancher’s (i’m right here, it’s dj, man)
i set my cruise control when i’m goin’ through new hampshire (yoom)
and them boys don’t make a peep ’cause we don’t tolerate no slander, yeah (ha, i talk my talk)
came up out the woods, they know that i’m a happy camper (go)
and the zaza so loud it’s f-ckin’ up the bystanders (smoke)
and that white boy be outside, he’s probably gettin’ skin cancer (ah)
they think dj lucas probably got delusions of grandeur (dj)
these boys ain’t doin’ nothin’, they just banter
but, me, i talk my talk non-stop like enes kanter (dj)
it’s like i’m playin’ softball and throw it under-hander (yes)
got a custy pullin’ up, he’s in the gray highlander
got a custy pullin’ up with like ten bumper stickers (dj)
everytime i pass the statie’s it be givin’ me the shivers (ah)
if i pull up to your function i’m just puttin’ out some feelers
think ’bout all the things i’ve done like that song that’s by the k!llers (yeah, d-d-dj)
and don’t get it f-cked up ’cause a healer not a dealer (dj)
b-tch, i’m takin’ room two?[?] until i’m gettin’ off at miller’s[?] (yoom)
on the path less traveled through the bramble and the pr-ckers (ah)
i’m so deep out in the woods like the american pickers (dj)
[chorus]
and i gotta get the money or it’s bad business (money)
they like, “lucas, you go dumb, nah, you mad different” (dj)
and my homie servin’ girl to the bad b-tches (clean)
at the cumbie’s all night like i do scratch tickets (go)
i was gone for a sec’, but, now i’m back with it (i’m back)
i talk my talk, it’s to the point that nothin’s off-limits (i talk my talk)
three-five inside the bleep for the car sickness (smoke)
this a judgement-free zone, just like planet fitness (ha)

- dj lucas

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