Bustaz, it was a grind putting these lyrics together, but here it is for y’all! Enjoy! Taking care of business, dumping bitches, kicking doors in and shit. The Click is just too thick. Magnolia’s dark side, you don’t hear me, trick. Real pimp niggas couldn’t hear, known for having hoes, Stanging all you busters with the 14 in my go. Catch a nigga slippin’, then I’ll click him. Grab him up in black. Busters in my mind, And them bitches screamin’, “Kill ‘em, Mac!” Schizophrenic villain from Magnolia, but ain’t gone psychotic. One time steppin’ on the track, them hoes wanna know who shot him. Niggas are talking shit, You might even say they killed their damn self. We don’t start shit, But we ain’t done shit. Now you know the fuckin’ score. Fool, we got plastic too. You don’t wanna roll with us, We’ll roll right over you. Schizophrenic villain from Magnolia, but ain’t gone psychotic. One time steppin’ on the track, them hoes wanna know who shot him. Catch a nigga slippin’, then I’ll click him. Grab him up in black. Busters in my mind, And them bitches screamin’, “Kill ‘em, Mac!” Now you know the fuckin’ score. Fool, we got plastic too. You don’t wanna roll with us, We’ll roll right over you. Taking care of business, dumping bitches, kicking doors in and shit. The Click is just too thick. Magnolia’s dark side, you don’t hear me, trick.
