
We Be All Over The Place Busta Rhymes (Ft. Labba & Spliff Star)
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[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, Clinton Sparks]
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down and lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
(Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes, New Crack City)
Fuck around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven
[Verse 1: Labba, Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes]
Thеre’s a war goin’ on, there's a war goin' on
Thеre's a war war, war, war war goin' on (Clinton Sparks)
There's a war goin' on outside it ain’t safe
This box cutter music I jailhouse your face
No man is equal, it’s huntin’ season
It’s like coke and bakin’ soda I stretch on any corner
For the right cash nigga I kidnap your daughter
I got to order the mac will hit your door built more cautious
Your new one the boss
Ten fast nigga, I’m on your ass
Have some fuckin’ respec’, on the fall in thres
Like you a G or a vet, nigga kids get wet
Fuckin’ wit’ my set, fuckin’ wit’ my set
You will find yourself in some deep regrets
(New Crack City nigga)
Now that’s facts
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down and lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
(Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes, New Crack City)
Fuck around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven
[Verse 1: Labba, Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes]
Thеre’s a war goin’ on, there's a war goin' on
Thеre's a war war, war, war war goin' on (Clinton Sparks)
There's a war goin' on outside it ain’t safe
This box cutter music I jailhouse your face
No man is equal, it’s huntin’ season
It’s like coke and bakin’ soda I stretch on any corner
For the right cash nigga I kidnap your daughter
I got to order the mac will hit your door built more cautious
Your new one the boss
Ten fast nigga, I’m on your ass
Have some fuckin’ respec’, on the fall in thres
Like you a G or a vet, nigga kids get wet
Fuckin’ wit’ my set, fuckin’ wit’ my set
You will find yourself in some deep regrets
(New Crack City nigga)
Now that’s facts
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