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busta rhymes - we put it down for y'all lyrics

sh-t is about to get real serious
busta rhymes, flipmode squad, swizz beatz check it out

yo, it’s like tic tac toe
god is back, make b-tches say, “hoe”
blow sh-t, roast sh-t ‘n’ down in waco
big foot raps n-gg-, let’s make dough
pull up to the lot, valet the range rove
flier than a motherf-cker, all day glow
in the club n-gg-, glow in the dark and lay low
bang your head to this sh-t while the beat plays slow
junior varsity n-gg-s while we play pro
ringside seats, we all in the same row
like a crew of b-tches pull up in dodge durangos
and how we dazzle these b-tches with how we change flows
we take your slot, how a b-tch take half
and rock chains with pieces the size of sp-cecrafts
you know what i rep, that’s flipmode squad
wildin’ like a thousand n-gg-s up in the wreck yard

callin’ all live n-gg-s
booyah!
callin’ all live b-tches
ooh ooh!
yes, i hold a pound for y’all
say what?
busta rhymes hold it down for y’all
get money!
callin’ all live n-gg-s
booyah!
callin’ all live b-tches
ooh ooh!
yes, i hold a crown for y’all
say what?
flipmode put it down for y’all
yea, yea!

yea, yo, the empire strikes back
sh-t is official, street n-gg-s fight back
the way we set it off even the b-tches might black
raunchy as f-ck, even they like it like that
busta rhymes in this b-tch, you know, i got another batch
more hotter sh-t n-gg- strike another match
bang this sh-t in your truck, n-gg- open up the hatch
and hold on your jewels before your sh-t get sn-tched
better lock your doors, slide across the latch
before we figure out the next vic to catch
so much lyrics flowin’ to throw in a teacup
more crack for y’all, we just reed up
gutter like a p-ss test in a pee cup
switch the bounce for the streets, had to change the speed up
raw for the b-tches who thick and beefed up
strip a club, big t-tty b-tches double d cup
we all up in the truck, what the f-ck, we treed up
pure c-ke for n-gg-s, get skeed up
let me bang somethin’ hard on your head like vince carter
and charter jets for my n-gg-s with automatic starters
blow sh-t regular like the unibomber
surprise attack you, n-gg-s, like f-ckin’ pearl harbor
jailhouse raps, let it bang a little harder
while i rep for the fam, busta rhymes, the godfather

callin all live n-gg-s
callin’ all live n-gg-s
booyah!
callin’ all live b-tches
ooh ooh!
yes, i hold a pound for y’all
say what?
busta rhymes hold it down for y’all
get money!
callin’ all live n-gg-s
booyah!
callin’ all live b-tches
ooh ooh!
yes, i hold a crown for y’all
say what?
flipmode put it down for y’all
yea, yea, yea!

so remarkable
cl-ssic rugged n-gg- music
big truck sh-t
twenty inch rims on a uconn or somethin’
a f-ckin’ escalade, navigator

- busta rhymes lyrics

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