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Come on, yea, ha, ya, Busta Rhymes baby, yea, ha |
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It's Flipmode baby, yea, come on |
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We bout to cause a riot nigga |
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[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] |
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Got a lot of niggaz rollin' with ya holla |
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Cause you know we ripped it hotter than them other niggaz |
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Spot a nigga gettin dollars not another nigga |
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can do it the way that we cocked and shot another nigga |
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Think he deserved the way he was boppin with a cherry copper |
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glitter blood fella send a cop to get 'em |
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It's funny the way the iron just to drop you quicker |
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Why I hit y'all with the fire, think I got a winner |
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Stackin a crib with a chick that make a proper dinner |
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Black in the range with tint, and chrome aqua spinnin' |
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Parked right next to the Benz with a soap opera and the TV |
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up in the dash co-starrin a opera singer |
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That be the type of bullshit I be on and stay hot |
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I stop whippin' a Bentley to whip a Mercedes Maeboch |
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And keep runnin' around the street like my name was Mel Patch nigga |
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Come through your hood and take your whole block, come on |
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And while we give it to ya |
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[Chorus: Busta Rhymes] |
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While with me (Come on) |
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My niggaz stack money to the sky with me (Come on) |
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My niggaz in the place need to riot with me (Come on) |
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And set the whole fire with me (Come on) |
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All of my ladies in the beauty salon look bomb put yo shit on |
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And wait up in the line for me (Come on) |
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You come all in the party lookin' fine for me (Come on) |
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Holdin 'Gnac spill a little red wine for me |
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[Bridge: Busta Rhymes 9x] |
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Let's cause a riot |
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Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo (Come on) |
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[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] |
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It's bout to get a little bit betta, start to get a little cheddar |
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Pack a big beretta |
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Check a nigga resume doin' a alphabet-ah |
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Go order and brandish the metal hid into ya leather |
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No matter or whether or not you wearin' a vest |
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So you got your hand on the cannon I got a bigger plan for ya |
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Call up my mans for ya, now watch you vanish |
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Makin' you family ask for ya |
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You think you family pay a couple of grand for ya? |
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Like you afraid to hold a mac, like you were made to hold a gat |
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We made a hole and quikly dug out all the sand for ya |
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The heat'll be makin' you put it on the glass shorty |
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Wiggle somethin' and get to showin' a little ass for me (Bling!) |
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Now lets get on and open smokin' and blast for thee |
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Niggas will really want it and fill the capacity |
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You mutha****in' know it has to be |
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The way we touch it y'all niggas knowin exactly who the master be |
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And while we give it to ya |
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[Chorus : Busta Rhymes] |
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While with me (Come on) |
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My niggaz stack money to the sky with me (Come on) |
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My niggaz in the place need to riot with me (Come on) |
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And set the whole fire with me (Come on) |
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All of my ladies in the Beuty Saloon look bomb put yo shit on |
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And wait up in the line for me (Come on) |
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You come all in the party lookin' fine for me (Come on) |
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Holdin' Yach spill a little red wine for me |
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[Bridge: Busta Rhymes 9x] |
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Let's cause a riot |
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Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo (Come on) |