Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See Lyrics

Busta Rhymes


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Jimmy Seals, Darrol Durant, Trevor Smith, Roger Munroe
album: Track 8 in album When Disaster Strikes…
release date: 1997-9-16
popularity : 3 users have visited this page.
length: 3:15
mixer: Busta Rhymes

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Busta Rhymes When Disaster Strikes… cover art
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Ahh yeah, Flipmode
Here we come bout to bust and explode
Flipmode, Busta Bus
Nine-seven, hot ****
Check it out

Hit you with no delaying so what you sayin yo
Silly with my nine milli, what the deally yo
When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo
Wild up in the club like we wild in the studio
You don't wanna VIOLATE ***** really and truly yo
My main thug ***** named Julio he moody yo
Type of ***** that'll slap you with the tool-io
***** ***** scared to death, act fruity yo
**** that, look at shorty, she a little cutie yo
The way she shake it make me wanna get all in the booty yo
Top mistresses and banging *****es in videos
Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows
Hit you with the **** make you feel it all in your toes
Hot **** got all you *****s in wet clothes
Styling my metaphors when I formulate my flows
If you don't know you ****ing with lyrical player pros, like that

Do you really wanna party with me
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwildin in the place to be
If you really wanna party with me
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwildin in the place to be

If you really wanna party with me, In God We Trust
Yo it's a must that you heard of us yo we murderous
A lot of *****s is wondering and they curious
How me and my *****s do it, it's so mysterious
Furious, all of my *****s is serious
Shook *****s be walkin around fearing us
Front *****, like you don't wanna be hearing us
Gotta listen to how radio yo be playing us
Thirty time a day ****'ll make you delirious
Damaging everything all up in your areas
Yo it's funny how all the chickens be always serving us
All up in between they *** where they wanna carry us
Hit ya good then I hit em off with the alias
Various, chickens they wanna marry us
Yo it's Flipmode my ***** you know we bout to bust
Seven figure money the label preparing us
Bite the dust, instead of you, making a fuss
*****s know better cause there ain't no comparing us
Mad at us, *****s is never, we fabulous
Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous
Oh ****, my whole clique victorious
Taking no prisoners *****s is straight up warriors
While you feeling that I know you be feeling so glorious
Then I blitz and reminisce on my ***** Notorious

Like that, like that-tha-that-that
That that that, tha-that-that-that
Like that

Do you really wanna party with me
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwildin in the place to be
If you really wanna party with me


Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 The Whole World Lookin’ at Me
  • 3 Survival Hungry
  • 4 When Disaster Strikes
  • 5 So Hardcore
  • 6 Get High Tonight
  • 7 Turn It Up
  • 8 Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See
  • 9 There’s Not a Problem My Squad Can’t Fix
  • 10 We Could Take It Outside
  • 11 Rhymes Galore
  • 12 Things We Be Doin’ for Money, Part 1
  • 13 Things We Be Doin’ for Money, Part 2
  • 14 One
  • 15 Dangerous
  • 16 The Body Rock
  • 17 Get off My Block
  • 18 Outro (Preparation for the Final World Front)