shit bounce in the truck Yes, yes, y'all bounce, we go what ya want All my niggaz, all my niggaz All my bitches, c'mon We stay spittin' on, see what we
made, we want in If a stock is gettin trade, we want in A record gettin played, we want in A message to the game, that we want in Whoaaaaaaohhh, we want
we want in If a stock is gettin trade, we want in A record gettin played, we want in A message to the game, that we want in Whoaaaaaaohhh, we want in
, we want in If a stock is gettin trade, we want in A record gettin played, we want in A message to the game, that we want in Whoaaaaaaohhh, we want in
in the truck Yes yes y'all bounce we go what ya want All my niggaz, all my niggaz All my bitches! C'mon! [Busta Rhymes] We stay spittin' on See what we
, you buggin face We walked in, want somethin', bottles pop like we won some'n Raise a glass for err'ybody that's done something from nothin' No grind, no shine, dress code, we
my crib to see seventy-four Kick rhymes over the phone for hours he had the dac Babe bro told him, 'You wanna get money, see black When you get home', we
ten years from now we'll still be on top We've just begun Thank you ... thank you B.I.G. forever Bad Boy baby You know the rest [Busta Rhymes] Fuck y
money Bismillahi r-rahmani r-rahim, Al hamdu lillaahi rabiil'alamin (Oooohh) We gettin' arab money (haha), We gettin' arab money Busta rhymes verse you
s like my whole squad up in the Jeep Blowing up the spot or we hit them know what I mean Got you open we keeping you niggas up like caffine Flying
Go ahead, go ahead Somebody that will slap away your blindness? Whatcha want? Somebody who'll corrupt your heart with too much kindness? Salute your Busta Rhymness
fade Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme Kickin' def tempos that I design And if you can't hear'em thats such a crime You better wash your dirty ears with some 409 I always rhyme
with they teeth It's time to meet your maker step into the new millennium I analyze data like intel Pentium So follow me, I blame sovereignty for God we bust
did I do? Just say truth motherfucka and it's comin' through I tell you what we did, we stole your fuckin' kids The home invader All right we got the motherfuckin' kids, we
your ass can say "Ho" I'm like a time bomb but I'm a rhyme bomb Spray the whole audience with napalm Or something just as hot, I'll bust a rhyme, why
