SARAI - Mind Ya Business lyrics

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    SARAI LYRICS
    
    "Mind Ya Business"
    Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business
    Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business
    
    You wanna know what's get's me pissed?
    More then my period is a nosy bitch
    Always asking question and shit
    Getting all up in my business
    Probably whiff when I shit
    Worst then the media with followin shit
    Sabotage autobiography photography shit
    Always startin arguments over wrong information
    So ridiculous stupid idiots
    Probably on heard part of it
    But that's what happens when you known
    You targeted haters
    Instigators put your life in the paper
    The media can either make you or break you
    Make a chick sick wanna drink with no chaser
    Get away vacate to some place in Jamaica
    So I can puff all the ganja I wanna
    And don't have to worry
    Bout them runnin up on you
    
    I don't get it with these nosy folks
    All up in yours they be killin me you
    And eminem yes I'm feeling him yo
    Cause there's a Stan fan everywhere you go
    But where was they when you was broke
    Or maybe so before you were even known
    Two-wayin me calling even come to my home
    Man I wish they would leave me alone
    Dear god could you help me here
    And close all these nosy peoples ears
    It's not the fans who I'm talking to
    It's those irritating nosy mothahushup's
    Who wanna what know everything about you
    Who you know places you go
    Things you like to do
    Just because I rather not have my life on the news
    With some cake face reporter
    Saying back to you bob
    
    If somebody in ya business
    Touch your nose
    Always trying to know yours
    Touch your nose
    Always asking questions
    Touch your nose
    Always in my grill
    Touch your nose
    Don't worry about what I do 
    You just do what you do
    I hate nosy peoples
    Mind your you need to
    Stay up out my business please
    That's all I ask cause you about to make a bitch mad
    I don't see how they can live like that
    Gotta gossip like beauty parlors
    Blabbin your trap girl let me tell you
    You know things like that
    I know you heard the word
    See rumors spread like that
    Dippin in the koolaid don't know the flava
    Gambling ideas they more lost then Vegas
    They got it major even god can't save them
    You can bathe them in holy water
    It still ain't no cure for them
    But in a way I kinda feel for them
    Cause that's the only thing they know
    So they mouth keep going going
    Mind your business and it will be okay
    Without nosy folks it be a better place
    
    
    [Thanks to webmaster@saraifans.com for these lyrics]

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