Businesss feat. Blaine Zapain, Floss and Leaf DOWNLOAD for FREE from NANCY

Businesss is businesss...let the NancyBoys tell you, and don't take it personal.

[Blaine]
Will Blaine win today? Oh probably, but
it'll be a pain until I exclaim, 'Monopoly.'
I play so well from pushing pesos, to droppin' G's,
put you're red octagons away, there's no stoppin' me.
Mom used to say I was lazy when my doobs were
blazing, then I stepped up my game and tutored Jay-Z.
My memory's not hazy, and my enemies think I'm
crazy, don't mess with me dudes, I think I caught that AIDS thing...
It's called strategy, there's no stoppin' the
dunk, that's like trying to keep Jabari from watchin' junk, or droppin' super-size, to reduce the size of Ronald's rump, paying Apache's to bring back the scalp of Donald Trump.
Action! I'm THAT man, you're only talk.
I'm a fat man like Larry Flynt, so I don't even walk.
I'm rollin' like Batman and Robin in my own see-saw,
skate with Natas and do business with Tony Hawk.

[hook]
It's businesss...x3
What's the deal man? Why are you taking this so personally? I don't understand man...

[Floss]
I just arrived from the Ivory Coast, the plane was gross,
the Lear Jet gave me armpit sweat, I had to buy new
clothes, and find a club, so I can grind some hoes, so
what my shoes are made alligators and at night they glow. I can afford it, I'm rich, Abercrombie and Fitch,
they were my parents, I was adopted at the age of 6.
All I do is take trips, I'm Floss. Diana Ross
is my agent for my fragrance, and it's called 'La Crosse.'
I have star status, smooth as silk fabrics.
I deserve it. What, you think I'm not worth it? That's
why I have a Swiss bank account and you're a street urchin, you're at the bottom of the sea and I'm with Blaine surfin'.
My calf muscles stay hurtin', skate betties stay workin',
my life is waaay perfect...

[hook]
It's businesss...x3
Hello, uh, yeah I think the line for autographs starts right there, you know what I mean, I don't even talk to dudes anyway, but your girlfriend is cute, you can send her over...

[Leaf]
Leaf's back bitch, hide your weak tracks it's,
time to speak facts about gettin' green stacks.
You need cash to buy a truck-load of weed, and to
get that I have to sell a fuck-load of speed.
I bought it in Old Nice, while rockin' a cold fleece,
kept it bung-holed for a week, the police
never thought to search me for fear of besmirching their
family names, cause Uncle Jack is lurking...
Leaf Brown, but my businesss is green. I
need a pound, that I can split into teens, and
disperse it to the kids in the scene, I'm leavin' town,
but you can find me on 'shake-down street.'
Hold up, dude this breakdown's sweet, notice
how Phil turned his bass down, peep, but for
real my new favorite band is Franz Ferdinand. I made
a million bucks hustlin' grams at 'Burning Man.'

[hook]
Its' businesss...x5
Okay, if you're walking around the desert naked, could you please do some sit-ups? No one wants to see your beer gut, but when your girl sees me, she cheers up...




Song from the free album
*********************
NANCY by The NancyBoys
*********************
thefrozenfoodsection.com