[Intro: Chris Rock]
There ain't no place in the world
Where Busta Rhymes ain't the baddest motherfucker
Do you understand?
Do you understand who this man is?
Do you understand how hard he brings it? (Hard he brings it)
Nobody's followin' this motherfucker, nobody!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes & Lil Fame]
Look, bitch, it's my city, you get smacked silly
Thought it was yours, gimme
Prepared to shut shit down, nigga, fuck with me
Jail music for riots, gangstas buck fifty
Fuck the place up 'til I turn a hundred and sixty
Now I'm here to switch it up, motherfuckin' lift it up
Get you niggas drunk 'til you lay in your bed and piss it up
Now I'm back with the coke, it'll make you all sniff it up
And skrrt, skrrt in the Wraith, watch me Tokyo Drift it up
Take this loss, all day sauce
(Take chains off (Uh), everything off (Uh))
Takе it all in her mouth and make the stray cough
Cocainе boss, all day floss
Foul niggas know we on the ground and we live it up
And drown cases of Goose 'til I frown and we spit it up
Got us running through it, got a hundred, stupid
Now we 'bout to lose it, y'all don't wanna do it
Watch the way we mix it up, hate the way we fix it up
Anyway, shawty get on her knees and now she licks it up
Red carpet swag on a nigga when they flick shit up
Rich Porter prices on the coke, you see the bricks is up
There ain't no place in the world
Where Busta Rhymes ain't the baddest motherfucker
Do you understand?
Do you understand who this man is?
Do you understand how hard he brings it? (Hard he brings it)
Nobody's followin' this motherfucker, nobody!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes & Lil Fame]
Look, bitch, it's my city, you get smacked silly
Thought it was yours, gimme
Prepared to shut shit down, nigga, fuck with me
Jail music for riots, gangstas buck fifty
Fuck the place up 'til I turn a hundred and sixty
Now I'm here to switch it up, motherfuckin' lift it up
Get you niggas drunk 'til you lay in your bed and piss it up
Now I'm back with the coke, it'll make you all sniff it up
And skrrt, skrrt in the Wraith, watch me Tokyo Drift it up
Take this loss, all day sauce
(Take chains off (Uh), everything off (Uh))
Takе it all in her mouth and make the stray cough
Cocainе boss, all day floss
Foul niggas know we on the ground and we live it up
And drown cases of Goose 'til I frown and we spit it up
Got us running through it, got a hundred, stupid
Now we 'bout to lose it, y'all don't wanna do it
Watch the way we mix it up, hate the way we fix it up
Anyway, shawty get on her knees and now she licks it up
Red carpet swag on a nigga when they flick shit up
Rich Porter prices on the coke, you see the bricks is up
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