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Yea. aiyyo Pat, turn up the beat just a lil' more for me bruh
Yea. [imitating the
This sound like baby, yea

[Verse
Busta Rhymes! You we live and in color (color)
Shit butter hot, but just a mo' gutter (gutter)
shit regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the and put it down for my brudda (brudda)
Hot butter funk make it rain, the shutter - violate
it from one of my bitches, boxcutter (cutter)
Ahh, articulate! so great
that I can bless my niggaz with shit appreciate ('ciate)
No jive y'all niggaz can a nosedive
Shit so live bitches wanna give me a five (five)
UNGHHH! Fuck it, it is a must we hold
Get with the and fuck bitches who love to hold (hands)
Foul shit, way out of
Fuck shit up leave hot and sweaty drippin buckets of water (water)
conduct, will erupt
When the shit come on niggaz do what they wanna (wanna)
bitches, now show yo' asses

The shit we droppin be sure to get movin (get the fuck up)
We keep it poppin, feel how gangsta the loop is (we it boppin)
(we keep it muh'fucka)
And it ain't no stoppin the way that we gon' do
Now what you want me to say? Say you ain't fuckin with
(what the fuck, c'mon)

Two]
Huh, you see I got so new hot shit stored
Got you givin me an award, a couple on the come up
Stretched a few, put 'em on they back
And laid 'em stiffer than a board, the way I my niggaz applaud
My price tag, just to show up the
Might be somethin you can't
Make you say the is my shepherd, how we astonish
Move forward on novice niggaz Cedric Ceballos with a hot song
Now niggaz we rock on, cock-strong
All y'all is straight popcorn, AHH!
Talk the trash, comin forth get lie duke
Pass shorty with the big ass (ASS)
Now ain't no stoppin how we comin full
Mix the fire with gas, that's how we put it on (smash)
No lie, never deny - so hot we cook the shit done
just like a deep fish UNNNGHH, snap crackle and pop
What we drop and how we keep shit
How we maneuver so fly (fly), so high is we gon' take it
the land, controllin the sea
Now we control the whole sky; perhaps make niggaz
bitches shake they shit to the floor
And feel the soul up in my and your face is the gutter we slap
Make you crash all in your when you drive
I hope your seatbelt's strapped, aight niggaz! Now throw yo' up.

[Busta
Yeah, this sound like. the music to Frankenberry or some
The fuckin. ghoulies and friends or somethin [laughing]