a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

busta rhymes - touch it (b.e.t. awards remix) lyrics

(feat. mary j. blige, rah digga, missy elliot, lloyd bank)

(feat. mary j. blige, rah digga, missy elliot, lloyd banks, papoose, dmx & eminem)

touch it- bring it – babe – watch it –
turn it – leave it – stop – format it”
[x2]

[intro: busta rhymes]
aiyyo swizzy i told these n-gg-z i was comin back to bust they -ss!!!
ok! remix! part two!

[verse 1: busta rhymes]
see now you who the god be, back runnin the city and you know who the squad be
flipmode b-tch look see ain’t nothin changed
now i’m back with the remix with the queens of the game (turn it up!!)
when you see me in the spot you n-gg-s better respect it
y’all already know where i rep ain’t no reason to check it
and i know that you ain’t f-ckin with me just for the record
so instead i’m a let, mary j. blige come and set it

[verse 2: mary j. blige (busta rhymes)]
(now get low mary!) maybe you can guess who it is (uh huh)
mary j. blige about to handle my biz (uh huh)
i’m on my grown woman still i rep for the kids
in every hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (turn it up!!)
now you know who’s really the queen deliver the mail
seven hundred thirty thousand first week of my sales
the haters plot and they watch lookin all pale
while i’m on a yacht, overseas doin my nails

[verse 3: rah digga (busta rhymes) {rah digga’s adlibs}]
(get low digga!) now he sittin there lookin stuck (ha!)
he thinkin cause he spent a little dough i’m ‘gon f-ck
if money ain’t a thang i’m sayin let a b-tch know
typed to empty a account, how far you willin to go (turn it up!!)
now he hopin on the jet he ain’t wastin no time
told me all expense paid anyplace i could find
hit the islands in the winter trickin all on his dime
ain’t a shorty in the world p-ssy better than mine, they wanna

[chorus]
“touch it- bring it – babe – watch it –
turn it – leave it – stop – format it”
[x3]

[verse 4: missy ellliott (busta rhymes) {missy elliott’s adlibs}]
bus this is serious man!!!!!!!! (get low missy!)
i’m jinglin baby, go ‘head mami, don’t i look charmin put your lips up on me {woo!!!}
kiss it touch it, good, yes i wish you would (turn it up!!)
you like to see me when i dip baby dip (ha1)
don’t it look like i got beyonce’s hips
lookin like i could be nia long
boy you smokin that cheech and chong

[verse 5: lloyd banks (busta rhymes)]
(get low banks!) i know it feels like i been gone for a minute
but i’m back chinchilla ice on with a fitted
everybody talk money everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a midget
(turn it up!!) and you know i’m doin my thing it’s blue in the ring
if you had it like this you probably do it the same
but you won’t cause you broke all you do is complain
after the club, i’m a put a few in the range and let ’em

[chorus]
“touch it – bring it – babe – watch it –
turn it – leave it – stop – format it”
[x4]

[verse 6: papoose (busta rhymes)]
(get low pap!) five boroughs of death, you don’t understand
i got new york city in the palm of my hand
now i could make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
or i could smack the world with a new york nemesis (turn it up!!)
i got staten island on my pinky queens on my dumb dude
the bronx on my middle finger screamin f-ck you
rock ice in manhattan so there’s the ring finger
you know i had to keep brooklyn on the trigger finger

[verse 7: dmx (busta rhymes)]
swiss is tha monster, x is tha beast f-ckin wit bus man everyday is a peice
stay in off tha streets, tired of talkin to y’all n-gg-z
i’ma stick a fork in y’all n-gg-z(turn it up!)
when hit’em man, that crunk gon gett’em man,
f-cked up how i did’em man
ain’t no remorse bout tha corpse, truth is can’t id tha body ,
n-gg- toothless

[chorus]
“touch it – bring it – babe – watch it –
turn it – leave it – stop – format it”
[x4]

[verse 8: busta rhymes]
(get low bus!) you see me you love me the streets declare me god of the hood
you n-gg-z is watchin and wishin you could
be claimin the throne the way i got it lock it mu’f-ckers
what’s good you tryin to stop it i’m wishin you would (turn it up!!)
cause them i’m glad to hit you with the fact that the god is immortal as spit
the way i be doin historical sh-t
incase you and your n-gg-s act like you aint know when i’m informin your click
i take your b-tch while i’m perfomin my sh-t

[chorus]
“touch it – bring it – babe – watch it –
turn it – leave it – stop – format it”
[x4]

[eminem]
[spits freely]

- busta rhymes lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS