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Do It to Death Lyrics

Artist Busta Rhymes

Huh huh-huh huh-huh huh huh-huh-huh huh Huh huh-huh HUH HUH-huh huh-huh-huh huh

Huh huh-huh, huh huh WOOOH!!! WOO-WOO-WOO-WOOH!!! WOO WOO WOOOOH Yeah,

everybody, c'mon Here we go party people WOOOH Pull up in the whip, pop the

trunk, feel it? Fear for the will of baboon funk, ya hear it? Me and my nigga

Richie was itchy to meet some women Met some chickens, they was actin so snobby

and bitchy, fuck it Pass me the sticky, the chicky wanted to leave me with a

kiss and a hickie I ain't wit it but give me a quicky I ain't in to doin the

licky-licky even though you be lookin so pretty, I own all of my shit, never

50-50 Oodle noodles all 'dose fools never refuse Accuse me for the bruise Chick

outta rattle and sound, better tighten the screws Runnin and gunnin, kinda

stunnin the way we be comin around, slummin, wylin and dollin My nigga Horace

kick up a nigga like Chuck Norris Got some other niggas lost way up in the

forest Hang you up in a harness, label me and all of my niggas the hardest Fuck

around, be the next "Formerly Known As" artist Layed out with a goddess, pretty

lilly Adonis Besides all of that, niggas is 'nomous, I make you all a promise

The promise is that I am so dominant and that I am so prominent captured the

whole of Asia as a continent Oh shit, I be comin and tumblin down rumblin,

stumblin down Freaky prophet with unusual musical sound Bringin the ruckus, you

motherfuckers be givin me pounds So many sound, give me the camcorder and a city

with plans Me and my fam, hustle and tussle in makin this groove, me and my mans

How we gon' do this? (MAKE THEM MOVE) Keepin it live (WHERE MY NIGGAS IS AT?)

Stackin my paper (PUT IT AWAT SAFE) Straight buckwild, let me see your hands

What we gon' do? (DO IT TO DEATH) What we gon' do? (WE GON' DO IT TO DEATH) What

we gon' do? (DO IT TO DEATH) What we gon' do? (DO IT TO DEATH) Yo! Pin or a

needle, make you wobble or weeble Niggas is feeble, back in the day I used to

get money illegal Get some ass, cop a room down at the Regal Hit you wit so much

drama make niggas always wait for the sequel Yo there ain't no equal on how we

be reppin for the people Yo there really ain't no equal..... Ask Hillary, met

her down on Flatbush and Tillory She killin me, got me crazy, wylin, actin

straight grizzly We never made it too far together, I left her standin on

Franklin and Willoughby Another mystery to me While she still on the corner

kissin at me, hissin at me Ignorin these bitches, they're angry, now they're

riffin at me Vital and critical, literal lyrical, make niggas pitiful Go to the

clinical, examine your physical Frightening and enlightening at the same time

Get the goods and price them, and doin the heist again You thinkin we would be

nice again We on a mission, we don't need none of your advice again Hold me down

BABY, pitter patter, you chitter chatter too much I ama splitter splatter your

blidder bladder, make you spill out your guts How we gon' do this? (MAKE THEM

MOVE) Keepin it live (WHERE MY NIGGAS IS AT?) Stackin my paper (PUT IT AWAT

SAFE) Straight buckwild, let me see your hands What we gon' do? (DO IT TO DEATH)

What we gon' do? (WE GON' DO IT TO DEATH) What we gon' do? (DO IT TO DEATH) What

we gon' do? (DO IT TO DEATH) Flipmode Squad, HELL YEAH! How we gon' do? (WE GON'

DO IT TO DEATH) Flipmode Squad, HELL YEAH! How we gon' do? (WE GON' DO IT TO

DEATH) How we gon' do? (WE GON' DO IT TO DEATH) Aiyo, how we gon' do? (WE GON'

DO IT TO DEATH) How we gon' do? (WE GON' DO IT TO DEATH) How we gon' do? (WE

GON' DO IT TO DEATH) Aiyo, Flipmode Squad, HELL YEAH! How we gon' do? (WE GON'

DO IT TO DEATH) How we gon' do? (WE GON' DO IT TO DEATH)

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