- you A int fuck in wit me 歌詞 Busta Rhymes
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- Busta Rhymes
- Yea, aiyyo uncle pat, turn up the beat just a lil more for me bruh
Yea, this sound like
Frankensteins baby, yea
Busta Rhymes, you know we live and in color
Shit butter hot, but just a little mo gutter
Smash shit regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the bitches and put it down for my brudda
Hot butter funk make it rain, close the shutter, violate
Catch it from one of my bitches, boxcutter
Ahh, articulate, feels so great
That I can bless my niggaz with shit they appreciate
No jive yall niggaz can take a nosedive
Shit so live bitches wanna give me a high five
Fuck it, it is a must we hold grands
Get with the program and fuck bitches who love to hold hands
Foul shit, way out of order
Fuck shit up, leave bitches hot and sweaty drippin buckets of water
Disorderly conduct, will erupt
When the live shit, come on niggaz do what they wanna
Aight bitches, now show yo asses
The shit we droppin be sure to get yall movin
We keep it poppin, feel how gangsta the loop is
And it aint no stoppin the way that we gon do this
Now what you want me to say?
Say you aint fuckin with me
Huh, you see
I got so much new hot shit stored
Got you givin me an award, floored a couple on the come up
Stretched a few, put em flat on they back
And laid em stiffer than a board, the way
I make my niggaz applaud
My price tag, just to show up the shit
Might be somethin you cant afford
Make you say the lord is my shepherd, how we astonish
Move forward on novice niggaz like
Cedric Ceballos with a hot song
Now niggaz know we rock on, cock-strong
All yall niggaz is straight popcorn, ahh
Talk the trash, comin forth get past lie duke
Pass shorty with the big horse ass
Now aint no stoppin how we comin full blast
Mix the fire with gas, thats how we put it on smash
No lie, never deny, so hot we cook the shit well done
Just like a deep fish fry, snap crackle and pop
What we drop and how we keep shit comin
How we maneuver so fly, so high is where we gon take it
Controllin the land, controllin the sea
Now we control the whole sky, perhaps make niggaz collapse
Make bitches shake they shit to the floor
And feel the soul up in my raps and your face is the gutter we slap
Make you crash all in your whip when you drive
I hope your seatbelts strapped, aight niggaz, now throw yo hands up
The shit we droppin be sure to get yall movin
We keep it poppin, feel how gangsta the loop is
And it aint no stoppin the way that we gon do this
Now what you want me to say ?
Say you aint fuckin with me
Yeah, this sound like the music to
Frankenberry or some shit
The fuckin groovy ghoulies and friends or somethin
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