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