C’mon All My Niggas, C’mon All My Bitches Busta Rhymes

[Intro]
What? Yeah, yo
Yo, yo-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo, what, now
What, what, what you lookin', what you, what
What, what you lookin' for now? Tell me
What you lookin' at, nigga? What?
Now, what you lookin' for? Woah, woah, for

[Verse 1]
Yo, all my niggas in the place, what now?
Talk to my bitches all up in the place
And my niggas, they be laying all up in the cut now
Anyhow, I'ma do my thing
And blow the spot baby, maybe bust a little nut now
Funny how the older bitches get familiar
And try to give a nigga just a little butt now
Sing along (Smoke la, nigga, get high)
And get all of this money, nigga (Before we die)
Bitches let me know that you up in the spot (Whoop, woo-woo)
All of my niggas just shout it at me (Yo-yo)
Even though it's kind of ill, nigga, follow the flow
Niggas love the way we shine, try to borrow the glow
Watch from the sideline when I swallow the dough
I'ma do it to ya like I never did it before
Now let me give it to you (Flipmode Squad, baby)
Now what the fuck y'all niggas really know about the (God, baby?)
Ha, then I jump right out of the whip and I park it
My pinky gleam like a motherfuckin' third of the Antarctic
Everybody get wild in the spot
All my niggas just pile in the spot
It's such a shame somebody might just lose they child in the spot