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busta rhymes – we put it down for y’all lyrics

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

[verse 1]
yo it’s like tic tac toe
the god is back, make b-tches say ho
blow sh-t, roast ya than down in waco
bigfoot raps n-gga let’s make dough
pull up to the lot, valet the range rove
flyer than a motherf-cker, all day glow
in the club n-gga glow in the dark and lay low
bang your head to this sh-t, while the beat play slow
junior varsity n-ggas 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-ggas up in the wreck yard

[verse 2]
yeah, yo, the empire strikes back
sh-t is official, street n-ggas 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-gga strike another match
bang this sh-t in your truck, n-gga 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 c0ke for n-ggas, get skeed up
let me bang something hard on your head like vince carter
and charter jets for my n-ggas with automatic starters
blow sh-t regular like the unibomber
surprise attack you n-ggas like f-ckin pearl harbor
jailhouse raps, let it bang a little harder
while i rep for the fam, busta rhymes the godfather

[chorus]
callin’ all live n-ggas, 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-ggas, 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, yeah, yeah
callin’ all live n-ggas, 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-ggas, 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, yeah, yeah

[outro]
so remarkable
cl-ssic rugged n-gga music
big truck sh-t
20-inch rims on a uconn or something
a f-ckin escalade, navigator

- busta rhymes lyrics

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