Don’t Be Mad

[Intro: Premo Rice]
Uh, uh, hey, what you gon’ do?
Sledgren
I’m just handlin’ my business
Handlin’ my biz, uh, uh, uh
Handlin’ my biz
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Verse: Premo Rice]
Me? I’m just handlin’ my business (Biz), got loot in my vision
Keepin’ hoes in good fitness (Mm), can I get a witness? (Huh)
Pushin’ mad Preme, mack a ho in my sleep (Yeah)
Bagged up cash, shorty clockin’ dough every week (Alright)
Trans Am, got the rubber band in my sock
Rob Van Dam, watch me God sham with the Rock (Mm)
New wood-grain thing, yeah, I’m coppin’ the classics (Class)
My leather so soft, I’m sittin’ nice up in traffic
I’m mashin’ (Hmm)

[Interlude: Premo Rice]
I know you see me, nigga
Mm, uh

[Chorus: Premo Rice]
Ayy, don’t be mad, yeah, ayy, don’t be mad
(And don’t be mad if your girl wanna choose up on a P)
Uh, ayy, don’t be mad, huh, ayy, don’t be mad
(And don’t be mad if your girl wanna choose up on a P)

Ayy, don’t be mad, yeah, ayy, don’t be mad
(And don’t be mad if your girl wanna choosе up on a P)
Uh, ayy, don’t be mad, huh, ayy, don’t be mad
(And don’t be mad if your girl wanna choose up on a P)

[Outro: Shaka]
Uh, oh, don’t do no wildin’, do a whole bunch of grindin’
Behind the grindin’, or do a whole bunch of shinin’
I’ma stay down like a low down, like four flat tires on Benz-o
Life like [?], the more I put down, the more I pick up
Stay in a high pursuit of a prostitute, Be a gentle man and a scholar [?]
Ain’t gon’ turn down nothing but the collar
But I say whether you can take off them Go-go boots
And put on the Ho-go boots
And shake they ass, til they thong come loose
‘Cause P-I-M-P, mean ‘put it in my pocket’
And if you like my sermon, put it in my pulpit
And that’s real motherfuckin’ talk
Now, ass shakers is money makers
And heart breakers, and quick takers
If a bitch don’t feel you, nigga, she gon’ peel you
And that’s real motherfuckin’ talk
I bet I’ma wear the right clothes and get chose with my mouth closed
When I mack a bitch, it’s the mack of ten men
And no motherfuckin’ nigga ain’t gon’ say nothin’ fly again
I’m a professional motherfuckin’ sucker-ducker
It’s harder on a pimp than a gangsta and a trucker, understand me?
Ray Charles was blind, but he had vision
Hope you can see where this pimpy goin’
Bitch ass niggas!