Correction Lyrics Mr. Business by Danitsa

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Listen listen Mr. Business
Don't try to lock me down, lock me down, lock me down
You think I'm young and dumb
You can't fool me put me in your cage
Cause I am not another product of your game Mr. Business
And I don't need to be your slave
I'm gonna rip up all your contracts and make it rain
Cause I don't need your fame

You're thinking dollar dollar signs
And all you see is cash
And you want me to sign
But I don't need your trash
Mr. Business in your Business suit
Coming with your bling bling
Ching ching cash machine
Who you're trying fool Mister

Color color gold
And all you do is call
And you want me to join
But I don't need your coins
Mr. Business in your Business suit
Coming with your bling bling
Ching ching cash machin
Who you're trying to fool Mister

I know what you want (no no Mister)
My sound's not for sale
You wanna have my rights (no no Mister)
I won't give them away
I know what you want (no no Mister)
My sound's not for sale
You wanna have my rights (no no Mister)
I won't give them away

I don't need your glitter
I don't need your record deal
I don't want your Limousine
RICOLA RICOLA
I don't want your tv show
Don't call me for your magazine
I don't want your chocolate dream
CHOCOLAT CHOCOLAT
Dollar, dollar, Dollar… signs
Dollar, dollar, Dollar… signs
Show, show, show, tv show
Show, show, show

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