busta rhymes - oh god lyrics
feat. o.t. genasis & raekwon
(intro)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
do what it do now
come on, you whack n-gg-s
i don’t mean to be bold but put that whack you speak on hold
(verse)
make it sound like we be back in ’em projects
in ’em p-ssy yell-elevators, swingin’ corners
just sippin’ on quarter waters (oh, shi…)
while we slickin’ on pimps that be whackin’ gators
while i sizzle like radiators, mugglin’ c-ke across the borders
tho we hovercraftin’ across the waters
while i be splashin’ and bustin’ that -ss, you know the order
my god, it fit like a dish, swag n-gg-rish
big d-ck harder than a roll of quarters (dayum)
appreciate all my supporters that heat sh-t like saunas
and call a couple heats jokes (call up the reporters)
we got the powder for the n-gg-s that’s snorters
my interstate traffic is still whippin’ in explorers
i-95, sh-t like this was 86, whippin’ rentals, transportin’ 80 bricks
i’m over many, i got plenty, you know it’s hemmi
what? you can tell me, i’m always ready to c-ck the semi (c-ck the semi)
(we havin’ fun again) while we put the bulls on
you n-gg-s that will abandon chip
(i been watchin’ you want to run again)
boom ba pushin’ in front of the line as we establish sh-t
i know you’ve been patiently waiting for extinction level event 2
hold up a minute, you gonna get it boo
my n-gg-s on those corners for the last 16 years
waiting for motivation music, you gon’ get it too
you know how rough it gets
when i come thru, big and sloppy like snufaluf-gus
model b-tch movin’ ’em off unless she wanna kiss
which one of these for me…rap n-gg-s i wanna dis’
too many for me to name
you would see church watches, she doesn’t even float the scene
when i drop off a goddess, you n-gg-s know my mean
another species of -n-logy you can neva tame
n-gg-s thinkin’ this sh-ts a game
watch out the barbecue sizzle, n-gg-s, when i unleash the flame
i don’t involve myself, most of you n-gg-s lame
you n-gg-s just trash, you ? you should be ashamed
yea, i know it’s me you blame
for a while, out in the way, you n-gg-s black, that’s why you n-gg-s came
watchin’ my face in a museum, up in a picture frame
give you a type of sh-t that’s too real till you feel the pain
(hook)
oh, god, no, the way we give you the hard, no
you think you can confront with my squad, yo?
mean ? cause no is to god, yo
(i mon’ see a man, he gon’ see the way he do it)
(trackin’ the’ b-tch, you gon’ see him get into it)
(verse: raekwon)
doin’ my hand, either way, a n-gg- do it till he black in the spot
aye, yo eva seen a n-gg- slick talkin’ to hear a joke?
actin’ like a wrestler so you put up between the ropes?
hangin’ from the ceilin’, arms swingin’, watchin’ ’em holler
knew it was candy, so you just beat ‘im like a piñata
n-gg-s hate, when i’m around, they get silent
west coast, where a lot of n-gg-s get violent
tryna rob me? (shot pah!) dead tryin’
cowboy, walk with a knofe, dez bryant
you can hate, but i’m tryna get that package off ya
don’t play me and tell me that the package lost
cause i’m blastin’ off, and that thing?
i make you lean, smokin’ the quiff?
eyes red, took his gl-sses off
this a warning shot, m-th-f-cka, bing bang
i don’t play no game, not a dream chaser
gun you there and yo whole fam gon’ miss ya
then rob ya for yo j’s
then they’ll miss you
(hook)
oh, god, no, the way we give you the hard, no
you think you can confront with my squad, yo?
mean ? cause no is to god, yo
(i mon’ see a man, he gon’ see the way he do it)
(trackin’ the’ b-tch, you gon’ see him get into it)
(verse: o.t. genasis)
wake up, man, release that, man
release that on the n-gg-s, man
guagin’ his mouth, smile for the camera, cuban laptop
posin’ in black, i get ya b-tch fly, louie astronaut jumper
a kilo under, on me, green rafe, i’m rich with tha hunger
fly tap industry, n-gg-s in my hood ‘yo majesty’
throw some pies at me then gat me
true, whateva’s clever, show me yo ring
wish yo rbi’s, yo chef keep doin’ yo thing
torso, you know the morse code, take care of ye n-gg-s
sorry gets kill yoself, what? reveal yourself
my ankle bracelet cost more than yo house
dynamic duo, meet ghost when you grouch
get money and fly the world like pan air my lamb is here
stripper, fat -ss a sandwich
you see it, unless you lean on the arm
eat cool, mami, be flex on it, i suggest be calm
and sit where i tell ya to sit
on top of my d-ck, go on a love seat, you’re meetin’ with slick
it’s the kid with the head sneakers, check out his ?
go fight fowl on stages of bleachers
(hook)
oh, god, no, the way we give you the hard, no
you think you can confront with my squad, yo?
mean ? cause no is to god, yo
(i mon’ see a man, he gon’ see the way he do it)
(trackin’ the’ b-tch, you gon’ see him get into it)
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