you with me Yea, I see you, holla All my bitches, if you're with me Yea, I see you, holla Holla at me now, c'mon Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat {Chorus w/ slightly different (ad libs)} {Busta Rhymes} Holla at me now, c'mon! Yeah.. Busta Rhymes
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat [Chorus w/ slightly different (ad libs)] [Busta Rhymes] Holla at me now, c'mon! Yeah.. Busta Rhymes
Den" show [Busta Rhymes] And if you don't knowww, now you know And if you don't knowww, now you know, nigga [Outro: Tigger (Busta)] Holla Busta [both
told her she could keep it And then I walked out the store, it's our secret But peep it made it down the hall, she came running Bags about to bust, blouse
I know girl this gonna get serious like Thriller You gon' feel that monster get bigger And I ain't got no rhyme for the next part I ain't got no rhyme
my pillow I know girl this gonna get serious like Thriller You gon' feel that monster get bigger And I ain't got no rhyme for the next part I ain't got no rhyme
get fucked for instance When you bust baby, gon light the insence Pass me the rag, hop back in the Jag I stole out the showroom with the pricetag I wrote this rhyme
to body a nigga in this motherfucker All my riders, all my killers, all my motherfuckers Holla at me man, let me Know whatsup nigga Niggaz be tryna please the crowd when they creatin' their rhymes
big Bad Ass in this motherfucker, see y'all niggaz know the half Still representin' the O, homey the Eastside, nigga 100th Ave Unfuckwittable, see all we bust is rhymes
nigga Let's get it crump Yeah, yeah, yeah Pass me them Swisher sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me, I'mma prove my shit and dump Blast rhymes
Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin' Z Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it The same place where the rhymes
Barker, yeah, let, let, let's go (Let's go) Lil' Jon, Yelawolf, let, let, let's go (Let's go) Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes (Let's go) Holla 'em
the good ones ride But I need that diss, I need that rhyme I'm stealin' your ***, I'm stealin' your rhyme This is sameness and that's why I'm Showin'
ha ha ha, errr, umm, ah, fuck it Wheee! Wheee! Wheee! Wheee! Wheee! Wheee! Wheee! Wheee! Whoopsy daisy, as she busts my eyes close Excuse the pitch if I slip and my rhyme
