busta rhymes - c'mon all my niggas, c'mon all my bitches lyrics
yo, all my n-gg-s in the place, what now?
talk to my b-tches all up in the place
see my n-gg-s, 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 b-tches get familiar
and try to give a n-gg- just a little b-tt now
sing along
(smoke now, n-gg- get high)
and get all in this money, n-gg-
(before we die)
b-tches let me know that you up in the spot
(whoop whoop wooo)
all of my n-gg-s just shout it at me
(yeah, yo)
even though it’s kind of ill, n-gg- follow the flow
n-gg- 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 f-ck y’all n-gg-s 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 f-ckin’ third of the antarctic
everybody get wild in the spot, all my n-gg-s just pile in the spot
it’s such a shame, somebody might just lose they child in the sky
c’mon all my n-gg-s, c’mon
(what?)
my n-gg-s that be reppin’ with me
(what?)
my n-gg-s that be holding me down
(ha hooo)
and high steppin’ with me
(what?)
c’mon all my b-tches, c’mon
(what?)
my b-tches that be reppin’ with me
(what?)
my b-tches that be holding me down
(whoop whoop woo)
and high steppin’ with
now tell me what you n-gg-s really wanna do
c’mon now
(excuse me)
we coming through
c’mon now, hit you with the brand new when i’m b-mping
you don’t need to ask who
n-gg- please
(c’mon now)
where the trees?
(c’mon now)
sh-t, 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 n-gg- to be ready to back it too
here we go
(here we go)
a lot of motha f-ckas they ain’t even got a clue
c’mon now, let me school y’all n-gg-s permanently
like a motha f-ckin’ tattoo, c’mon now
hey
(hey)
hey
(hey)
you know you shouldn’t
(try it)
my n-gg-
before we do sh-t to
(start up a riot)
every time we come through
all the b-tches shout
(whoop whoop woo)
all of my n-gg-s shine if you ready
(yeah, yeah)
let me blow for a few
n-gg- c’mon, bounce in the street
with the heat stashed under the seat
in a range that’s blue, n-gg-
(c’mon)
cats like you be searching the crib
all the weakling n-gg-s in your crew n-gg-
(c’mon)
every time a n-gg- come step in the spot
y’all n-gg-s know we come to blow the venue n-gg-
(c’mon)
but wait, guess what
(guess what)
flipmode to the rescue n-gg-
(c’mon)
y’all
(y’all)
know
(know)
when we put it down
n-gg-s really wanna blow this sh-t
(sh-t)
it’s
(it’s)
like i got a grenade in my hand
and you know i wanna throw this sh-t
(yo)
everybody get stuck in the spot
you don’t really give a f-ck in the spot
better watch your whip
because they might just tow your truck from the spot
c’mon all my n-gg-s, c’mon
(what?)
my n-gg-s that be reppin’ with me
(what?)
my n-gg-s that be holding me down
(ha hooo)
and high steppin’ with me
(what?)
c’mon all my b-tches, c’mon
(what?)
my b-tches that be reppin’ with me
(what?)
my b-tches that be holding me down
(whoop whoop woo)
and high steppin’ with me
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