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busta rhymes - back on my b.s. intro / wheel of fortune lyrics

[harmonizing “back on my bullsh-t” for 46 seconds]

hey ya’ll n-ggas thought i wasn’t nice
[harmonizing “back on my bullsh-t” for 46 seconds]

hey ya’ll n-ggas thought i wasn’t nice
with the second tune and sh-t
he he he he he oh sh-t

ayo dj scratch
th-this how you want me to set it homie

[verse 1: busta rhymes]
i hope you ready to march n-ggas, hut two three four
back with the gangsta of rap, retort
i hope somebody quickly call up a doctor
go get a medic, cause somebody ’bout get finally resected
oh sh-t n-gga goin’ insane, m-th-f-cka
’bout to bloodshed ya cell membrane, sh-t the propane b-tch
the fine cocaine, lil’ n-gga you touch the sh-t that ya can’t contain i
fill’em with octane, light another fire n-gga
’till i’m high k!lla, ignite another flame ah, sorry i dig his talent
well tie ya little lame look, ok it don’t matter
cause i’m the one to blame i’m, startin’ to act strange
facin’ every challange sh-t, incredible hope
lyrical amalgam b-tch, oh my gosh, oh my gosh
i’m a band and oh ring everything like el debarge

[hook:]
(oooh ooooh and i like it i like it)
and so i said and so i said
excuse me dear – my gosh you look nice
put ya money on her – better double the price
but let’s get it n-ggas and jump
(behind the wheel of fortune) hey
and let’s jump
(behind the wheel of fortune) hey
all my n-ggas jump
(behind the wheel of fortune) hey
my ladies jump
(behind the wheel of fortune) hey

[verse 2: busta rhymes]
i’m a take off my jacket now, you see i’m back on my bull sh-t
you tired lil’ n-ggas go in line, watch how
i vibe on mine, i’m shifting the climate, quiet
and if you wan’ test what i’m on b-tch
i wish you n-ggas try it, uhh-uh-uhh, i mentioned that i’m back
to cause the riot, (hot drops), and i come to supply it
hu-hu you n-ggas on a diet, you can’t stop it, then i drop
ya know ya can’t deny it, my home boy you know that i’m a crook
and i’m a try it, while i’m counting this money and i hide it
i’m taking it back, puttin’ ya hands in my eyes, can’t see
you get to puttin’ yo eyes on me, look, look how i drop sh-t
i got hit, i won’t quit, and bet you see i’m back in a c-ckpit
i’m coming back like i’m moving the crooks
everybody gather around, and get ya to singin’ the hook

pretty good for a sound check n-gga

- busta rhymes lyrics

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