[Intro: Black Dada and Rick Ross]
Yeah (It's Ricky Ross)
It's your boy Black (Black Dada)
AKA (Sak pase)
(Yeah) Got another one!
(Strictly business)
Said I'm tatted on my chest
(Like I said, strictly business baby)
(Yeah, Boss)

[Chorus: Black Dada]
Tatted on my chest, yes I'm a Zoe
I never had a problem getting dough
Making this music's all I know
So hold on tight cause Imma blow
In donk's Chevy, we ride
At the club, we live
On 6"s and 7"s, we ride
At any show, we live

[Verse 1: Black Dada]
Said tatted on my chest, yes I'm a Zoe
When haters talk mess I lose control
Using my fist, that's all I know
With my own two feet go blow for blow
What you gotta problem, now you know I'm live
Never had a problem to go inside
Fucking with me is suicide
Step into the jungle, well you won't survive
Perment wet on the Chevy paint
Turnin' your face, dog my shit will stink
Hypotize rims make you go insane
Just like a bobblehead, bobbling brain
Riding swerve from lane to lane
I'ma let the whole world know my name
On my shit cause I'm a pro
Tatted on my chest cause I'm a Zoe
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