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Artist Busta Rhymes

shit is about to get real serious Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad, Swizz Beatz,

check it out [verse 1] yo it's like tic tac toe the god is back, make bitches

say hoe blow shit, roast ya than down in Waco big foot raps nigga let's make

dough pull up to the lot, valet the Range Rove flyer than a motherfucker, all

day glow in the club nigga glow in the dark and lay low bang your head to this

shit, while the beat play slow junior varsity niggas while we play pro ringside

seats we all in the same row like a crew of bitches pull up and dodge the ragos

and how we dazzle these bitches with how we change flows we take your slot, how

a bitch take half and rock chains with pieces the size of spacecrafts you know

what I rep, that's Flipmode Squad!! wildin like a thousand niggas up in the

wreck yard CHORUS: Callin all live niggas BOOYAH!! Callin all live bitches OOH

OOOOH!! Yes I hold a pound for y'all Say what? Busta Rhymes hold it down for

y'all Get money!! Callin all live niggas BOOYAH!! Callin all live bitches OOH

OOOOH!! Yes I hold a crown for y'all Say what? Flipmode put it down for y'all

YEAH, YEAH!! [verse 2] yeah, yo, the empire strikes back shit is official,

street niggas fight back the way we set it off even the bitches might black

raunchy as fuck, even they like it like that Busta Rhymes in this bitch you know

I got another batch more hotter shit nigga strike another match bang this shit

in your truck, nigga open up the hatch and hold on your jewels before your shit

get snatched better lock your doors, slide across the latch before we figure out

the next vic to catch so much lyrics flowin to throw in a teacup more crack for

y'all we just reed up gutter like a piss test in a pee cup switch the bounce for

the streets, had to change the speed up raw for the bitches who thick and beefed

up strip a club, big titty bitches double D cup we all up in the truck, what the

fuck we treed up pure coke for niggas, get skeed up let me bang something hard

on your head like Vince Carter and charter jets for my niggas with automatic

starters blow shit regular like the UniBomber surprise attack you niggas like

fuckin Pearl Harbor jailhouse raps, let it bang a little harder while I rep for

the fam, Busta Rhymes the godfather CHORUS 2X so remarkable classic rugged nigga

music big truck shit 20 inch rims on a UConn or something a fuckin Escalade,


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