busta rhymes feat p diddy - pass the courvoisier lyrics
the time you all been waitin’ for
(let’s do it, do it, do it)
this is a bad boy, flip mode collaboration
(come on)
shake ya -ss, watch yourself
(come on, okay)
i’m the man and no one else
(let’s go)
raah, raah
like a dungeon dragon
still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin’
i said i’m sick with the flow
stick a d-ck in ya hoe
make them shut down the club, we threw a brick in da door
sh-t, i’m the number man, hot like summer jam
slick like fonsareli, and rich like cunningham
i stretch them like rubber bands
(i make them say)
oh sh-t, the b-tch got up and left with another man
(say what? what is you talkin’ ’bout?)
there’s nothin’ to talk about, you just a walk about
(see)
i light a long l, and just blowin’ the smoke about
see, we serious wit it, they ain’t nothin’ to talk about
and while i scope it out, i love the way you bounce
shake ya sh-t tuck in ya -ss in poke it out, come on
give me the henny, you can give me the cris
you can p-ss me the remi, but the p-ss the courvoisier
give me the -ss, you could give me the dough
you can give me ‘dro, but p-ss the courvoisier
give me some money, you can give me some cars
but you can give me the b-tch make sure you p-ss the courvoisier
give me some sh-t, you can give me the cribs
you can give me whatever just p-ss the courvoisier
we got these hoes lovin’ it
they gettin’ familiar man
they screamin’ out my government
(sean john)
i like them in twins like doublement
(don juan)
we be bangin’ all types of chicks from here to
(hong kong)
the best dressed b-tches actin’ all cute to my sh-t
and get the wlyin’ out they actin’ like a [unverified] to my sh-t
[unverified] go a distance from yours, we holdin’ jewish money now
down to the credit card different from yours
it’s the law for me to get in ya drawers
i run the city of cars
they call me mr. diddy, the boss
you know me, the only g to w-lly a porshe
we get dough in all land the size of philly of course
can imagine the price that my jewelery really would cost
we go to clubs with a briefcase and a half milli to floss
(d-mn)
f-ck around and you can really get tossed
ken griffy flow, call me alaska ’cause i be the king of the frost
what you can do is
give me the henny, you can give me the cris
you can p-ss me the remi, but the p-ss the courvoisier
give me the -ss, you could give me the dough
you can give me ‘dro, but p-ss the courvoisier
give me some money, you can give me some cars
but you can give me the b-tch make sure you p-ss the courvoisier
give me some sh-t, you can give me the cribs
you can give me whatever just p-ss the courvoisier
five thousand boomin’ watts
i got a thousand karats all over my watch
travel lightly, flow back easy
back with the bus-a-bus and the p.d
we stay livin’ at the top of the charts
the sh-t we be spittin’, be state of the art
we rockin’ ya block sh-t, wlyin’ like rock sh-t
strapped with the gun and the street corner hot sh-t
now we sittin’ in the drop top pretty
knock, knock who is he?
bus-a-bus, i put it down and this i get busy
(excuse me bus-a-bus)
full control of the city, if you ain’t know
by the way, the name is puff
it ain’t my fault ya dane corrupt
we went form henny, to remi to moe to belve to
the game is us, we gettin’ money motherf-cker
and the game we trust
every time we put it down, reppin’ the name is a must
flip mode
give me the henny, you can give me the cris
you can p-ss me the remi, but the p-ss the courvoisier
give me the -ss, you could give me the dough
you can give me ‘dro, but p-ss the courvoisier
give me some money, you can give me some cars
but you can give me the b-tch make sure you p-ss the courvoisier
give me some sh-t, you can give me the cribs
you can give me whatever just p-ss the courvoisier
give me the henny, you can give me the cris
you can p-ss me the remi, but the p-ss the courvoisier
give me the -ss, you could give me the dough
you can give me ‘dro, but p-ss the courvoisier
give me some money, you can give me some cars
but you can give me the b-tch make sure you p-ss the courvoisier
give me some sh-t, you can give me the cribs
you can give me whatever just p-ss the courvoisier
yeah, yeah, yeah just p-ss the courvoisier
yeah, p-ss me that louie that motherf-ckin’ that that iron groove
nineteen vintage motherf-ckin’ medieval
ow, b-tch
yeah, just p-ss the courvoisier
that that sh-t make, that dark sh-t just me wanna f-ck
straight up, i just need to know
dis n-gg- diddy d-ck hard as [unverified]
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