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Busta Rhymes - C'mon All My Niggaz, C'mon All My Bitches lyrics
Yo All my niggas in the place What now Talk to my bitches All up in the place See my niggas They be laying all up in the cut now Anyhow I'ma doing my thing And blow the spot baby Maybe bust a little nut now Funny how the older bitches get familiar And try to give a nigga just a little butt now Sing along (Smoke now, nigga get high) And get all in this money nigga (Before we die) Bitches let me know that you up in the spot (Whoop whoop wooo) All of my niggas just shout it at me (Yeah yo) Even though it's kind of ill Nigga follow the flow Nigga wanna know where we shine Try'na ball and glow Watch for the sound round When I swallow the dough I'ma do it to ya Like I never did it before Now let me give it to you (Flipmode Squad baby) Now what the fuck y'all niggas wanna know about the (God baby) Ha Then I jump right out of the whip And I park it My pinky gleam Like a motha fuckin' third of the Antarctic Everybody get wild in the spot All my niggas just pile in the spot It's such a shame Somebody might just lose they child in the sky C'mon all my niggas C'mon (What) My niggas that be reppin' with me (What) My niggas that be holding me down (Ha hooo) And high steppin' with me (What) C'mon all my bitches C'mon (What) My bitches that be reppin' with me (What) My bitches that be holding me down (Whoop whoop woo) And high steppin' with Now Tell me what you niggas really wanna do C'mon now (Excuse me) We coming through C'mon now Hit you with the brand new When I'm bumping You don't need to ask who Nigga please (C'mon now) Where the trees (C'mon now) Shit When I'm bouncing And hit you with the flow Then I make you just act a fool One two (One two) Wild like another mad nigga To be ready to back it too Here we go (Here we go) A lot of motha fuckas They ain't even got a clue C'mon now Let me school y'all niggas permanently Like a motha fuckin' tattoo C'mon now Hey (Hey) Hey (Hey) You know you shouldn't (Try it) My nigga Before we do shit to (Start up a riot) Everytime we come through All the bitches shout (Whoop whoop woo) All of my niggas shine if you ready (Yeah yeah) Let me blow for a few Nigga C'mon Bounce in the street With the heat stashed under the seat In a Range that's blue nigga (C'mon) Cats like you be searching the crib All the weakling niggas in your crew nigga (C'mon) Everytime a nigga come step in the spot Y'all niggas know we come to blow the venue nigga (C'mon) But wait Guess what (Guess what) Flipmode to the rescue nigga (C'mon) Y'all (Y'all) Know (Know) When we put it down Niggas really wanna blow this shit (Shit) It's (It's) Like I got a grenade in my hand And you know I wanna throw this shit (Yo) Everybody get stuck in the spot You don't really give a fuck in the spot Better watch your whip Because they might just tow your truck from the spot C'mon all my niggas C'mon (What) My niggas that be reppin' with me (What) My niggas that be holding me down (Ha hooo) And high steppin' with me (What) C'mon all my bitches C'mon (What) My bitches that be reppin' with me (What) My bitches that be holding me down (Whoop whoop woo) And high steppin' with me. |
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