Busta Rhymes - Make It Hurt Lyrics

Writer(s) : YANCEY, JAMES DEWITT / SMITH, TREVOR
Artist: Busta Rhymes Lyrics
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We gon' change things
Yea, Genesis *****s
We gotta introduce y'all to the ************ new millennium bounce
Yea, two-thousand and one hot **** hot **** c'mon
All my *****s in the place, all my *****es in the place
C'mon, c'mon, let's get to it
Let's get to it, let's get to it
All my *****s and my *****es let's get to it
New milleni-*****s bounce, new millennium bounce
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Hey yo it's colder than a ************, who just let the hawk in?
***** guess who just walked in?
Lynch, most ? makes them other *****s sit upon the bench broke
Then I step up in a trench coat *****
Got no time to be ****ing with them wonderama *****s
Let me loosen up your bra-strap mama *****
Listen up! Look how we be ripping up and got the party picking up
And got you *****s spitting up ****
No pain, ***** never no gain, ***** no strain
O.D. into my cocaine music
Spit that venom; pretty thick *****es walk by
If you let 'em ***** printing through they denim
Take her for a ride 'round the block, let her enjoy the whip
Drop her off, let her walk the strip
Ain't it funny how nature work?
Make *****es want to bounce on a ***** 'til they make it hurt, c'mon

[Chorus]
Shake yo' **** until you make it hurt
Throw yo' ***** 'til you make it hurt
Pop that **** until you make it hurt
Bounce 'til you really want to make it hurt
Now bang yo' head until you make it hurt
C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt
Pound that **** until we make it hurt
Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt

Are we ever gonna stop *****? Heck no!
**** now let me rip the ************ from the get-go, *****
Let go 'fore you make a ***** want to let the tec blow
*****es dancing like a step show, *****
Violate *****, you gets no love, ghetto
Only give a ***** show love ditto
Your clique too little, **** giving *****s a riddle
**** around I turn your wife into a widow
Nitro *****, make you want to wild on the floor
Like a bunch of little psycho *****s
Presto, **** we got a expo of *****es in here
Whyling like a bunch of lesbo *****es
The best show of *****es, so electro *****es, c'mon
Get on your mark, get ready set go *****es
Then we go and add a little propane to it
Then we send another whole flame through it
Clear everything in my path, before I split you in half
You wack *****, better get you a staff
The freak *****es try to hit me with math
Brushing off wack *****s while them same *****es giving me ***, yo
Now let me give you more hot ****, just for the record
And make *****es want to get ***-naked, c'mon
Party 'til you want to lash out
Better yet, y'all *****s party 'til you **********ing pass out!

[Chorus]

C'mon! Throw yo' hands up high y'all
Light yo' L, get high y'all
**** you can't deny y'all
Don't lie y'all, don't try y'all
All my *****s inside y'all
C'mon, let's start that **** y'all
C'mon, and you know we won't quit
Then bang *****s with hit after hit y'all, c'mon
In the meantime ***** just pass me the Henny, c'mon
Little Cris' and a bottle of the Remi
Write a bit and still sorting it out
Flipmode up in this ************ *****, whatchu talkin about?
Hold up - a lot of people ain't compatible *****
They be buggin on how a ***** spend capital *****
Ain't it funny how nature work?
Hot ****'ll make 'em bounce 'til she really want to make it hurt, c'mon

[Chorus: x2]


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