[Busta
on, yea, ha, ya, Busta Rhymes baby, yea, ha It's Flipmode baby, yea, on We bout to cause a nigga
[Verse 1: Rhymes]
Got a lot of niggaz rollin' ya holla Cause you we ripped it hotter than them other niggaz a nigga gettin dollars not another niggacan 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 funny the way the iron to drop you quicker Why I hit y'all with the fire, think I got a Stackin a with a chick that make a proper dinner Black in the range tint, and chrome aqua spinnin'Parked right next to the Benz with a soap opera 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' the street like my name was Mel Patch nigga Come through your hood and take whole block, come on And we give 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 whole 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 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)
[Verse 2: Busta
bout to get a little bit betta, start to get a little cheddar Pack a big a nigga resume doin' a alphabet-ah Go order and brandish the metal hid ya leather No matter or whether or not you wearin' a So you got your 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 family pay a couple of grand for ya? Like you afraid to hold a mac, like you were to hold a gat We made a and quikly 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 little ass for me (Bling!)Now lets get on and open and blast for thee Niggas really want it and fill the capacity You know it has to be The way we touch it y'all niggas knowin who the master be And we give it to ya
[Chorus: Busta
While with me (Come on)My niggaz stack money to the sky with me (Come on)My niggaz in the place need to 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 party lookin' fine for me (Come on)Holdin' Yach spill a little red for me
[Bridge: Rhymes 9x]
Let's a riot Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo (Come on)