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