Get Right Papoose (Ft. Busta Rhymes)

[Intro: Papoose]
Oh!!! This the one right here!!! Swizz Beatz you a fool for this!
I done took y'all everywhere, ain't nowhere to take y'all but to the club
Papoose, Pa-poose!!!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
We got a riot outside homey (Huh!) and every hood with a thug
Niggas try to rush the door of the club
We 'bout to get right niggas! (We 'bout to get right niggas!)
We 'bout to get right niggas! (We 'bout to get right niggas!)
All my bitches with the bangin shit on, alot of Louis Vuitton
You know the shit then sing the words of the song
We call it get right bitches! (We 'bout to get right bitches!)
We 'bout to get right bitches (We 'bout to get right bitches!) Let's go!!!

[Verse 1: Papoose]
What you mean let's go?! go where?!
This my city I ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have no fear, Flipmode, Streetsweeper oh yeah!
Oooh I like her, shake yo' rear
You look nice who did yo' hair?
Syke!!! Shorty over there look way better than you, I don't care
Violator, I brought Chris Lighty with me
I know he ain't seen a buzz this big since 50
I walk through the club let the liquor spill (Cris!!!)
Your girl chasin me down with her high heels (Oops!)
And I'm so glad I waited for a bigger deal
Cause now I got the club on me like a steering wheel