Short Word for word Like this, baby Invasion of the flat booty bitches A nigga like me, I know what's up I want a nasty bitch with a lotta butt If I
and a stack of fliers Hit Jason Voorhees with a 40 Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a story Gave Hannibal Lecter a fuckin' nectarine And sat him in a
, i make 'em all day, I get one down in a second if you wait, Sometimes i feel sitting on trains, Every stop i get to i'm clocking that game, Everyone's a
along you'll say nobody gave you a chance But what you wanna do is dance dance dance dance dance dance yeah (Hey wait a minute yeah baby just stop for a second
Reputation wherever they go Whether it's here Or whether it's in another boudoir Whee! He's such a scandal, really T' handle him demands a savoir fairer And a
Got a lotta shit, flow switched like a change of the weather Throw on my high vein cause my rhyme clean The cop seen now you a big ride to came Well let
yeah, they open to that Now who you know the flow talkin' about approachin' a mac? Without a stack of doe with some dodo to roll fat I'm a top notch
all must know how to make 'em Here we go, yeah, baba bap [Verse 3 - Busta Rhymes] This shit ain't over motherfucker, just wait a second God of this rap
, all of y'all come inside We got a world premiere right here, now get live So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles Waiting
a world premiere right here, now get live! So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles Waiting on
That's when you put 'em in a truck with their grill taped Rip in reverse and run into a stealgate I'm a suicide driver, never been a liar If I don't kill
'll say nobody gave you a chance. But what you wanna do is dance... dance... dance... Dance... dance... dance ... yeah. Spoken: Hey, wait a minute... yeah, baby just stop for a second
the whole world all of civilization bob your head to the lyrics that I said from an 18-wheeler down to a mo-ped even a kid can go or a bike or a trike
how to make 'em Here we go, yeah, baba bap [Verse 3 - Busta Rhymes] This shit ain't over motherfucker, just wait a second God of this rap, it's only
Got my girls all here With me so spare me please all your personal info I ain't thinking about love I just wanna get it up Pop a bottle talk a lotta
girls all here With me, so spare me please, All your personal info I ain't thinkin' about love I just wanna give it up Pop a bottle, talk a lotta bullish
they go Whether it's here Or whether it's in another boudoir Whee! He's such a scandal, really T' handle him demands a savoir fairer And a great indulgence