[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
[*Yawning*]
Hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, yeah
Mm, hmm, so me do, so me say!
Yeah-yeah, yeah (True ting), yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Coming in the dance last night (Mm-hmm)
Busta boy fierce last night (True ting)
Me couldn't, find, me knife (So me say)
So me go, a-get, me nine (So me do)
Last night was a serious night (Uh-hmm!)
Busta boy fierce last night (Uh-oh)
Me couldn't, find, me knife (So me say)
So me go and back me nines (Mm-hmm)
[Verse 1: Spliff Star]
A lot of brothers don't like me
Screw me when the site me
Pop a lot of shit, but scared to death to fight me
See me in the club wit' Bust' on some lap shit
They see me on the stage wit' Bust on some amp shit
Before this rap shit, it was the corner crack shit
But now I'm 'round the world on some autograph shit
Spliff-a-Spliff's drop the 4-5th round the waist
Y'all niggas want war, let me deal with the case
Ain't nothin' to it, brother I got the heart to do it
Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit' ya fluid
Ya'll niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use it
Ain't nuttin' gonna stop my black ass from gettin' cash
On the real, that's how deeply I feel
A born again hooligan, hungry for this meal
Got the iced-out platinum rings that you wanna steal
Come and get it, watch ya whole shit get wetted
Street corner colonel, got enough cats to set it
So if you ain't doin' shit, ya'll niggas need to dead it
Watchin' my money, it cost bullets in ya tummy
It's all real here, it ain't no fear here
You mess around here, you catch ya death here
I mean it, you could front, but you believe it
Nigga guard your life before I turn around and steal it
Look into my eyes and analyse what you deal wit'
If I can't find you, I take it out on who you be wit'
Typa bitch nigga I would never smoke a tree wit'
[*Yawning*]
Hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, yeah
Mm, hmm, so me do, so me say!
Yeah-yeah, yeah (True ting), yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Coming in the dance last night (Mm-hmm)
Busta boy fierce last night (True ting)
Me couldn't, find, me knife (So me say)
So me go, a-get, me nine (So me do)
Last night was a serious night (Uh-hmm!)
Busta boy fierce last night (Uh-oh)
Me couldn't, find, me knife (So me say)
So me go and back me nines (Mm-hmm)
[Verse 1: Spliff Star]
A lot of brothers don't like me
Screw me when the site me
Pop a lot of shit, but scared to death to fight me
See me in the club wit' Bust' on some lap shit
They see me on the stage wit' Bust on some amp shit
Before this rap shit, it was the corner crack shit
But now I'm 'round the world on some autograph shit
Spliff-a-Spliff's drop the 4-5th round the waist
Y'all niggas want war, let me deal with the case
Ain't nothin' to it, brother I got the heart to do it
Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit' ya fluid
Ya'll niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use it
Ain't nuttin' gonna stop my black ass from gettin' cash
On the real, that's how deeply I feel
A born again hooligan, hungry for this meal
Got the iced-out platinum rings that you wanna steal
Come and get it, watch ya whole shit get wetted
Street corner colonel, got enough cats to set it
So if you ain't doin' shit, ya'll niggas need to dead it
Watchin' my money, it cost bullets in ya tummy
It's all real here, it ain't no fear here
You mess around here, you catch ya death here
I mean it, you could front, but you believe it
Nigga guard your life before I turn around and steal it
Look into my eyes and analyse what you deal wit'
If I can't find you, I take it out on who you be wit'
Typa bitch nigga I would never smoke a tree wit'
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