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Yes y'all throw your up real high
see where the people in the world is at
Where you at
L L Busta Rhymes check it out

Two big ballers keep the blending, who?
black Ceaser I didn't like the ending
Why? we two jiggy niggas always making
Too many million dollar

Abbreviation, L L,
I'm platinum every time, it's
Aiyo we serious when we millions
High rolling to the max, extra big

Uh, huh, a third of my deposit
I'll buy your crib plus the clothes in the closet
Take your current chickens then take ex-chickens
Shake it down for hey, now she jump shaking

Gotta on making it high
Gotta on making it high
keep on making it high
Gotta keep on it high

Why you ice-grilling, I'm far a villain
Two hundred and pounds, you're half shilling
Yo, ice-watery lyrics flow water spilling
You know the rules of the giz-ame, milk and top

Aiyo, I your empty-ass cup needs some refilling
Let me bust my milk on your back, watch you illing
You know she's willing, 'cos honey's a star
Clothes coming off like in front of Mecca

Aiyo, cock diesel baby girl, bigger chubby checker
In the process of the jolt she might the Black & Decker
The reason being, I work my right
Handcraft the cake till it's just right

Gotta on making it high
keep on making it high
Gotta on making it high
Gotta keep on making it

Just lean left, lean right, lean front, lean
C'mon, you gotta ride it
You shake it all night baby
it, shake it

Just lean left, lean right, front, lean back
C'mon shake it, shake it, c'mon shake it, just break it
You gotta ride it baby, Busta bust Mr.
mode yo, let's sing a little something for the song

Ladies get up out seat, seat, seat
C'mon and chill me, me, me
C'mon baby, you know I'm
get up out you seat, seat, seat
Don't be me, me, me

Uh, you jealous niggas, your ways
Busta
Mr
We on the track, I always the lah
I always catch a

Aiyo, make a nigga wig push back
Like he gotta touch a here for men cap
He went dreadlocks to Ceasers
Now he called brothers shaving bums is nasty
Kid so watch

I be the B U S T A R H Y M E S
Full of finesse, lyrically
And I'm the double L, C dash O, O, L
Period J my leers on the runway, bust

Yo, aeiyo, yo, I'm Mr. You, God
Is it the
Aiyo, yo, yo, yes we is a boy

Mizzy busy for bissi
Mizzy kizzi let the dizzi
Just a lesson for you MC's
'Cos don't make no rhymes like these, period

is bond, ah man
I had a time working with you Mr. Smith
Do you they'll ever recover?
I have no idea, I see is in comas and concussions

It's ridiculous, word up throw hands in the air
Just have a good time and them around
Throw your in the air, word up, word up, word up
Mr. Smith and Rhymes get down

get up out your seat, seat, seat
C'mon and with me, me, me
C'mon baby, you I'm Audi
Fellas get up out you seat, seat,
be ice-grilling me, me, me

Uh, you jealous niggas, your ways son
Ah man splash a little bit of on niggas
Ah man in a and fun loving way
You know,
Yeah, you know

Like a bit of ice waters and shit man
You need to chill down put your shades on kid
Cool the off put your shades on baby

Shine, nigga put shades on
Niggas leaning like they deformed or something
Ha, fix your
You like like in that commercial