Uh, ha!Uh, ha! Uh, ha!Uh, ha! Uh, ha!UhYes y'all throw your hands up real high Let's see where the people in the world is at Where you at shorty? With L L Busta Rhymes check it out Two big ballers keep the juice blending, who? **** black Ceaser I didn't like the ending Why? 'Cos we two jiggy ****** always making Too many million dollar affiliations Abbreviation, L L, period I'm platinum every time, it's serious Aiyo we serious when we experience millions High rolling to the max, extra big willing Uh, huh, with a third of my deposit I'll buy your whole crib plus the clothes in the closet Take your current chickens then take your ex-chickens Shake it down for papers hey, now she jump shaking Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Why you ice-grilling, I'm far from a villain Two hundred and twenty pounds, you're half shilling Yo, ice-watery lyrics flow like water spilling You know the rules of the giz-ame, milk and top billing Aiyo, I think your empty-ass cup needs some refilling Let me bust my milk on your back, watch you start illing You know she's willing, 'cos honey's a star trekker Clothes coming off like jewels in front of MeccaAiyo, cock diesel baby girl, bigger than chubby checker In the process of the jolt she might feel the Black & Decker The reason being, I work my tool right Handcraft the cake till it's baked just right Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Just lean left, lean right, lean front, lean back C'mon, you gotta ride it baby You gotta shake it all night baby Shake it, shake it Just lean left, lean right, lean front, lean back C'mon shake it, just shake it, c'mon shake it, just break it You gotta ride it baby, Busta bust Mr. SmithFlip mode yo, let's sing a little something for the song Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat C'mon and chill with me, me, me C'mon baby, you know I'm AudiFellas get up out you seat, seat, seat Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me Uh, you jealous ******, change your ways Busta bust Mr SmithWe on the track, I always spark the lah I always catch a contact Aiyo, stimulation make a ***** wig push back Like he gotta touch a bottom here for men cap He went from dreadlocks to CeasersNow he called cash brothers shaving bums is nasty Kid so watch that I be the B U S T A R H Y M E SFull of finesse, lyrically complex And I'm the double L, C dash O, dash O, LPeriod J my leers waiting on the runway, bust Yo, aeiyo, yo, I'm Mr. You, GodIs it the basement? Aiyo, yo, yo, yes we is a rude boy Mizzy gizzy busy for bissi Mizzy kizzi let the rhythm dizzi Just a lesson for you sucker MC's'Cos y'all don't make no rhymes like these, period Word is bond, ah man I had a good time working with you Mr. SmithDo you think they'll ever recover? I have no idea, I see ****** is in comas and concussions It's ridiculous, word up throw your hands in the air Just have a good time and wave them around Throw your hands in the air, word up, word up, word up Mr. Smith and Busta Rhymes get down Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat C'mon and chill with me, me, me C'mon baby, you know I'm AudiFellas get up out you seat, seat, seat Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me Uh, you jealous ******, change your ways son Ah man splash a little bit of flossing on ****** Ah man in a happy and fun loving way You know, splash Yeah, you know that Like a little bit of ice waters and **** man You ****** need to chill down put your shades on kid Cool the **** off put your shades on baby Aight?Shine, ***** put them shades on ****** leaning leaning like they deformed or something Ha, fix your neck You like like Shaq in that commercial
Uh, ha!Uh, ha! Uh, ha!Uh, ha! Uh, ha!UhYes y'all throw your hands up real high Let's see where the people in the world is at Where you at shorty? With L L Busta Rhymes check it out Two big ballers keep the juice blending, who? **** black Ceaser I didn't like the ending Why? 'Cos we two jiggy ****** always making Too many million dollar affiliations Abbreviation, L L, period I'm platinum every time, it's serious Aiyo we serious when we experience millions High rolling to the max, extra big willing Uh, huh, with a third of my deposit I'll buy your whole crib plus the clothes in the closet Take your current chickens then take your ex-chickens Shake it down for papers hey, now she jump shaking Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Why you ice-grilling, I'm far from a villain Two hundred and twenty pounds, you're half shilling Yo, ice-watery lyrics flow like water spilling You know the rules of the giz-ame, milk and top billing Aiyo, I think your empty-ass cup needs some refilling Let me bust my milk on your back, watch you start illing You know she's willing, 'cos honey's a star trekker Clothes coming off like jewels in front of MeccaAiyo, cock diesel baby girl, bigger than chubby checker In the process of the jolt she might feel the Black & Decker The reason being, I work my tool right Handcraft the cake till it's baked just right Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Just lean left, lean right, lean front, lean back C'mon, you gotta ride it baby You gotta shake it all night baby Shake it, shake it Just lean left, lean right, lean front, lean back C'mon shake it, just shake it, c'mon shake it, just break it You gotta ride it baby, Busta bust Mr. SmithFlip mode yo, let's sing a little something for the song Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat C'mon and chill with me, me, me C'mon baby, you know I'm AudiFellas get up out you seat, seat, seat Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me Uh, you jealous ******, change your ways Busta bust Mr SmithWe on the track, I always spark the lah I always catch a contact Aiyo, stimulation make a ***** wig push back Like he gotta touch a bottom here for men cap He went from dreadlocks to CeasersNow he called cash brothers shaving bums is nasty Kid so watch that I be the B U S T A R H Y M E SFull of finesse, lyrically complex And I'm the double L, C dash O, dash O, LPeriod J my leers waiting on the runway, bust Yo, aeiyo, yo, I'm Mr. You, GodIs it the basement? Aiyo, yo, yo, yes we is a rude boy Mizzy gizzy busy for bissi Mizzy kizzi let the rhythm dizzi Just a lesson for you sucker MC's'Cos y'all don't make no rhymes like these, period Word is bond, ah man I had a good time working with you Mr. SmithDo you think they'll ever recover? I have no idea, I see ****** is in comas and concussions It's ridiculous, word up throw your hands in the air Just have a good time and wave them around Throw your hands in the air, word up, word up, word up Mr. Smith and Busta Rhymes get down Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat C'mon and chill with me, me, me C'mon baby, you know I'm AudiFellas get up out you seat, seat, seat Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me Uh, you jealous ******, change your ways son Ah man splash a little bit of flossing on ****** Ah man in a happy and fun loving way You know, splash Yeah, you know that Like a little bit of ice waters and **** man You ****** need to chill down put your shades on kid Cool the **** off put your shades on baby Aight?Shine, ***** put them shades on ****** leaning leaning like they deformed or something Ha, fix your neck You like like Shaq in that commercial
