lirik lagu busta rhymes – there’s not a problem my squad can’t fix
come on, yeah
villain, come on
aiight, i got this side right here
take the side right there
gonna do this, busta bust
come on, aiight
come on
verse 1:
pause, to the wall
with the dirty dog, will rap ya’ll
if you aint with the bike, crotch
till i break your jaw
been tryin to knock us
tryin to kill or stop us
jack or pop us
busta bust, they fakin
the cake is for the takin
why they run in their face?
i’m lettin the plan bake
formulate, now look at the plot
we got more and more sh-t that’s hot
show the rock, spot, clock or knock
n-gg- da hole pot, ready or not?
we coming, natchin every number
with your hoe in da benz o, dumba like a motherf-cker
(busta comes in)
verse 2:
you can be my lady
you can even be my lolli pop sucka
the road long coming like the mad trucka
lot of jealous n-gg-s lookin funnier than chris tucker
god bless, oh yes
i stay fresh, full of finesse
my congress, show progress
stylist, hit you with tha sh-t to digest
and this rhyme sh-t we be some of the world’s finest
your highness
leaving corny n-gg-s spineless
attack it with the cl-ssic rhyme flow timeless (ha ha)
chorus:
not a problem my squad can’t fix
we can do it in the mix
when your n-gg-s talk trash
your forget to bust -ss
cause you know we don’t f-ck around
when your n-gg-s talk sh-t
lay ya six feet under ground
ground, gro, gro, gro, gro
when your n-gg-s talk sh-t
lay ya six feet under ground
ground, gro, gro, gro, gro
verse 3:
this is how we ride
throw your hands from side to side
it’s party time
and don’t forget to get yours
cause i’m a get mine (who dat?)
the villain
till i’m peelin a million
ridin dirty
and bustin like thirty thirty
till when i get in
knowin that the sh-t is f-cked
i’m still here to win
chedda
if you aint a pilot than i think you better
hang a little
what you got?
a sweater man
my n-gg- my life so cut like kain
real raw
ya’ll don’t know sh-t about jamal
or what i’m in it for
cash cards, fly wh-r-s and tours
fillin my plate with no mess to no limits
the mother once in it
has since froze frigid
ballers and gimicks
d-ck lickin
chasin chickens
i match for the cash with the clickin
grippin sho’
then i’m dippin
into whippin
high trippin
verse 4:
why you n-gg-s hopping and skipping
i stick to clippin
yo, accelerate on the gas
move fast, blast!
find a n-gg- foot in your -ss
colorful n-gg-s let’s keep the whole contrast
flipmode is tha squad a news flash, bustin sh-t up
what the f-ck? n-gg- get up
violate, n-gg-s get their whole sh-t lit up
break fool, n-gg-s know the rules
rap jewels, champagne bath, no more, we in the pool
n-gg- caught a motherf-ckin strain on the brain
ridin on the train
i’m a whip a benz in tha rain
oversize click, on the rise
so realize
we be dem n-gg-s that eat up all you funny little small fries
the franchise
flipmode damagin all you fall guys
yo i’m tired of n-gg-s they full of true lies
no time
we got the right surprise
need a new beginning
need to get a baptise
you need to get a baptise
word is bond
chorus
just party to tha sh-t like this come on
just bounce to tha m-th-f-ckin beat come on
n-gg-s don’t know my brand new song come on
hear me out ya’ll uh
feel my sh-t
come on bounce
what the f-ck
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu bush – superman
- lirik lagu bush – swim
- lirik lagu bush – synapse
- lirik lagu bush – testosterone
- lirik lagu bush – the disease of the dancing cats
- lirik lagu bush – warm machine
- lirik lagu bush babees – gravity
- lirik lagu bush babees – melting plastic
- lirik lagu bush babees – the ruler
- lirik lagu bushwick bill – already dead