Busta Rhymes - We Got What You Want Lyrics

Writer(s) : SMITH, TREVOR / SMITH, J.
Artist: Busta Rhymes Lyrics
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[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah I though all y'all was goin'
Uh, Yeah, yeah, yeah
Were gonna take y'all on a little ride and ****
You mean now, now, now, yeah
We gonna sail in one of them big fat ocean liners on the street
Swim through this ************
Busta-Bus now, now, now

[Busta Rhymes]
Hop scotch I found a new bounce
Just rock back and fourth while my beat knock (Aurgh!)
Stop chips and **** glocks wit' clips
Go sailing in hot ships and park big whips (oh!)
Getting' them whips and bounce outta town
Take trips ride slow through them hoods and park at the main strip
Baby girl gimme yo hand **** fast (c'mon!)
With a number in your hand, hot *** (hold up!)
Shorty actin' just like she had a hit (on me!)
****in' while shorty's busy shakin' her **** (on me!)
Man stop, just let â??em flop watch girlfriend let alone **** block
Hot **** make a ***** wanna whine just like a reggae tune
Make y'all *****z wanna act and bust the AK boom!
Everyday create a may lay today is pay day mutha ****a you better make way!

[Chorus]
It's your night go get your money
Get that dough bounce if ya want
And light that blunt smoke if you got to
Shake yo **** bounce if you have to
Flimode squad back in the spot
With all yo **** bounce in the truck
Yes yes y'all bounce we go what ya want

All my *****z, all my *****z
All my *****es!
C'mon!

[Busta Rhymes]
We stay spittin' on
See what we sittin on
Shittin' you see how my 20â?? be fittin' on *****
A 100 dollar bill shorty number was written on
Hittin' shorty on the sink wit' the lights in the kitchen on
C'mon! move quiet with all the DL chicks
Who carry on Lincoln head up on my CL 6
Hit y'all wit' the **** split y'all
Chicks all on my whip hoping ya *** fit y'all
We suppose to reach most **** bang
Watch how *****z bounce in East Coast (Heaighh!)
Choke y'all provoke y'all
Killin' street everytime we distribute the coke all
Check it, see now a days we caught cribs
And caught big fat loss
**** big fat *****es that make cliques back off
The way we prove it to y'all
Is just bang *****z every time we do it to y'all

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah
Straight black out **** fo show
Making you back yo mack out quick Aiyo (huh)
Yeah we floss and drop pricy things
Talk slick and money and rock icy things
She tried to get that score
By throwing the ***** begging me to hit that raw (uh oh)
We puts it on and watch *****es getting' a getsy
Flimode up in this mutha ****a just for the record

[Chorus]


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