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Busta Rhymes - We Put It Down for Y'all lyrics
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, Navigator. |
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