(Busta Rhymes) Yea, I know it's kinda cold outside Bring your nasty ass inside ("Eddie you should know better.." - (C. Mayfield)) Play yourself a dark corner motherfucker, yea ("Brother, you know you're wrong.." - (C. Mayfield))
Come on, can't stop, won't stop, rockin' for you niggas 'Cause I rep the street and Johnnie Cochran for you niggas And I, got a state gun cockin' for you niggas (twenty-one) legal (gun) shots
(Rah Digga) Poppin' for you niggas And I, blow tones, more force than cyclones Shit is on everytime I catch a Ron Jones Thug bitch, rock boots and hoops with rhinestones (Got the) key (to the) city and (run the crime zone)
(Busta Rhymes) Now come on, take something, shake something, break something Stop, close your shop, you niggas ain't sayin' nothin' Niggas be frontin' and knowin' they ain't really weighin' nothin' Betta (stop) 'fore we (pop) and really (get to sprayin' something)
(Busta) Flood it up (Digga) Whip it up (Busta) Smoke it up (Digga) Blooded up, Niggas straight tryin' to brake, I tell 'em shut it up, I spit the ill for real, ain't nothin' buttered up, (Flipmode) doin' it (everybody) love it up
(Chorus) East coast, what up? West coast, what up? Midwest, what up? Dirty South, what up? All my chickenheads, put it in your mouth, It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house All my thugs, what up? Thug bitches, what up? Street niggas, what up? Stack riches, no doubt We got the block locked take another route, It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house My niggas HOOK
(Rah Digga) Dirtiest, wordiest, Jersey it's wetter than a mile I stalk like pedophiles, no body get's saved when I bless the child Gettin' (eight) like (snapper) you too fessed to vow
(Busta) Hold up (Digga) Run on (Busta) Get up (Digga) Come on
(Busta Rhymes) Ahhooo! And put every single nigga where I'm from on (Bitches) all in the (spot) go head (and get your) fun on (Niggas keepin' it) movin' (go head) and get your (thug on)
(Rah Digga) (What on) earth possesed y'all to try a lil' (drunk) lil' (high) Big heads in the sky make (niggas) straight (cry) Without Mo' and Dry, take it down (homeboy) got bigger fish to fry Fuck that (Other nigga) Rush that (sucker nigga)
(Busta Rhymes) Niggas love the way we sound up on another Digga (Hot D) but I got another younger brother bigger (Digga) pass me the Henny so I can take another swigger
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(Rah Digga) Switch it up like Ak-Nel Why you hit a dry spell, Cats like you get no reply on the Skytel (Hate y'all) Raps like Eminem hate Britney (Bonafide) MC (Who) fuckin' with me?
(Busta Rhymes) Top niggas better give props nigga ('Fore you get dropped) fuck around and get your shit popped nigga, Flip-flop niggas, you could (really get your shit mopped) Or left to lay up in a pit stop nigga
(Digga) Spillin' it (Busta) Feelin' it (Digga) Killin' it (Busta) Come on!
(Rah Digga) The hardest MC don't want flex no more (Make it hot) everytime I rock, rest assured Shit'll have that (who could rock) the raw best award, nigga
(Busta) Look it up (Digga) Cook it up (Busta) Shook it up (Digga) Book it up
(Busta Rhymes) When we (rock) you shouldn't watch (promoters) nook it up (Raise the level a little) you know (my niggas) took it up (In and outta big) figgas while me and (Digga) cook it up
[Rah Digga:] Yeah Rah Digga First lady of the flipmode squad First lady of the outsidaz, Jamelia The collaboration is going down UK meets the states Some more Rocky Balboa Ish going down Right here (oooh oooh) Uh uh uh uh uh hey ladies I wanna take this time to talk To all my sisters out there All my independent, hardworking sisters Who don't need nothing from no man Got their own business going down You know what I'm saying? But theres always that one brother out there That just turn you out You know what I'm saying Come on, come on, come on Yeah we goin' talk about him right now
[Verse 1:] I've never seen somebody Do to me what you do Never been close to the edge nearly Lose my cool I'm usually Miss Inde-pendant But I'm hung up on you I think you're all that How you feel about all that? I'm kinda thinking that you feel it too and:
[Bridge:] I know (uh uh) you know We know where this should go and I know (uh uh) you know You'd be a fool if you tell me 'no' and I can't let you pass me by Just fly out of my life With no goodbyes Yeah yeah, alright Let me see your hands in the air
[Chorus:] Da B, da O, da U, da T It is what you are baby Da H, da O, da N, da E, Y are you so fine? Da B, da O, da O, da M I feel I need to get with him See you so fine I want your time Tell me what you wanna do
[Verse 2:] I need to know What's up with you Do you got a girl And is she true? I'm feeling that you don't because Because You got my hand in yours right now Feel my walls breaking down I got my own flat How you feel about that? Feel I should introduce the two of you and:
[Bridge:] I know (uh uh) you know We know where this should go and I know (uh uh) you know You'd be a fool if you tell me 'no' and I can't let you pass me by Just fly out of my life With no goodbyes Yeah yeah, alright Let me see your hands in the air
[Chorus:] Da B, da O, da U, da T It is what you are baby Da H, da O, da N, da E, Y are you so fine? Da B, da O, da O, da M I feel I need to get with him See you so fine I want your time Tell me what you wanna do
Oh my god Look at him
[Rah Digga:] Look at honey over there With the savoir faire Got the girlies all pimpin' But he really don't care Postin' in the whip, shortie boom a trip If he bout like I'm bout We can take a little dip That's me and you right If you feeling my vibe Got sister girl open Ain't no need to lie Any type way how Me jocking your style You know you got it goin' on But I peeped your file (I know) uh huh (you know) I ain't tryin' to be a sucker for nobody (I know) uh huh (I know) Can't wait for the day to play with your body I know you're nothing but trouble And I might get hurt if my feelings start to bubble But I'll just have to work it out Peep everything else right now You da Bout boy
[Rah Digga:] Yeah Rah Digga First lady of the flipmode squad First lady of the outsidaz, Jamelia The collaboration is going down UK meets the states Some more Rocky Balboa Ish going down Right here (oooh oooh) Uh uh uh uh uh hey ladies I wanna take this time to talk To all my sisters out there All my independent, hardworking sisters Who don't need nothing from no man Got their own business going down You know what I'm saying? But theres always that one brother out there That just turn you out You know what I'm saying Come on, come on, come on Yeah we goin' talk about him right now
[Verse 1:] I've never seen somebody Do to me what you do Never been close to the edge nearly Lose my cool I'm usually Miss Inde-pendant But I'm hung up on you I think you're all that How you feel about all that? I'm kinda thinking that you feel it too and:
[Bridge:] I know (uh uh) you know We know where this should go and I know (uh uh) you know You'd be a fool if you tell me 'no' and I can't let you pass me by Just fly out of my life With no goodbyes Yeah yeah, alright Let me see your hands in the air
[Chorus:] Da B, da O, da U, da T It is what you are baby Da H, da O, da N, da E, Y are you so fine? Da B, da O, da O, da M I feel I need to get with him See you so fine I want your time Tell me what you wanna do
[Verse 2:] I need to know What's up with you Do you got a girl And is she true? I'm feeling that you don't because Because You got my hand in yours right now Feel my walls breaking down I got my own flat How you feel about that? Feel I should introduce the two of you and:
[Bridge:] I know (uh uh) you know We know where this should go and I know (uh uh) you know You'd be a fool if you tell me 'no' and I can't let you pass me by Just fly out of my life With no goodbyes Yeah yeah, alright Let me see your hands in the air
[Chorus:] Da B, da O, da U, da T It is what you are baby Da H, da O, da N, da E, Y are you so fine? Da B, da O, da O, da M I feel I need to get with him See you so fine I want your time Tell me what you wanna do
Oh my god Look at him
[Rah Digga:] Look at honey over there With the savoir faire Got the girlies all pimpin' But he really don't care Postin' in the whip, shortie boom a trip If he bout like I'm bout We can take a little dip That's me and you right If you feeling my vibe Got sister girl open Ain't no need to lie Any type way how Me jocking your style You know you got it goin' on But I peeped your file (I know) uh huh (you know) I ain't tryin' to be a sucker for nobody (I know) uh huh (I know) Can't wait for the day to play with your body I know you're nothing but trouble And I might get hurt if my feelings start to bubble But I'll just have to work it out Peep everything else right now You da Bout boy
[Rah Digga:] Yeah Rah Digga First lady of the flipmode squad First lady of the outsidaz, Jamelia The collaboration is going down UK meets the states Some more Rocky Balboa Ish going down Right here (oooh oooh) Uh uh uh uh uh hey ladies I wanna take this time to talk To all my sisters out there All my independent, hardworking sisters Who don't need nothing from no man Got their own business going down You know what I'm saying? But theres always that one brother out there That just turn you out You know what I'm saying Come on, come on, come on Yeah we goin' talk about him right now
[Verse 1:] I've never seen somebody Do to me what you do Never been close to the edge nearly Lose my cool I'm usually Miss Inde-pendant But I'm hung up on you I think you're all that How you feel about all that? I'm kinda thinking that you feel it too and:
[Bridge:] I know (uh uh) you know We know where this should go and I know (uh uh) you know You'd be a fool if you tell me 'no' and I can't let you pass me by Just fly out of my life With no goodbyes Yeah yeah, alright Let me see your hands in the air
[Chorus:] Da B, da O, da U, da T It is what you are baby Da H, da O, da N, da E, Y are you so fine? Da B, da O, da O, da M I feel I need to get with him See you so fine I want your time Tell me what you wanna do
[Verse 2:] I need to know What's up with you Do you got a girl And is she true? I'm feeling that you don't because Because You got my hand in yours right now Feel my walls breaking down I got my own flat How you feel about that? Feel I should introduce the two of you and:
[Bridge:] I know (uh uh) you know We know where this should go and I know (uh uh) you know You'd be a fool if you tell me 'no' and I can't let you pass me by Just fly out of my life With no goodbyes Yeah yeah, alright Let me see your hands in the air
[Chorus:] Da B, da O, da U, da T It is what you are baby Da H, da O, da N, da E, Y are you so fine? Da B, da O, da O, da M I feel I need to get with him See you so fine I want your time Tell me what you wanna do
Oh my god Look at him
[Rah Digga:] Look at honey over there With the savoir faire Got the girlies all pimpin' But he really don't care Postin' in the whip, shortie boom a trip If he bout like I'm bout We can take a little dip That's me and you right If you feeling my vibe Got sister girl open Ain't no need to lie Any type way how Me jocking your style You know you got it goin' on But I peeped your file (I know) uh huh (you know) I ain't tryin' to be a sucker for nobody (I know) uh huh (I know) Can't wait for the day to play with your body I know you're nothing but trouble And I might get hurt if my feelings start to bubble But I'll just have to work it out Peep everything else right now You da Bout boy
Now tell everybody how you came up with your name What was it like try'na get up in the game Dirty Harriet's the name saying anything goes Acting like you never seen a tomboy in dress clothes Like you run around splurging, deepen the excursion TV people pissed cause I spit the dirty version Now tell everybody what be going through your mind Up on the stage when you bout to bust a rhyme Seein' people on my left, seein' people on my right Every now and them you come across a fucked up mic Make sure they got water stay steady with the light And I rock it so tight, make the bitches start a fight Now tell everybody bout niggas in your camp How we be rolling, when we work and we lam Got Rock Sham Bus Ramp Spliff me six And another set of caps double that in the Bricks Some smoke, some drink, some battle just for kicks Some'll give your ass a Duffy just for try'na take flicks Now tell everybody what be going through your brains Celeb chick up in the rap game Smoke a rogie in a store getting tipsy on a plane Take a whole lot of money Fuck around and ride the train Say my voice too maley, can't understand me No album out superbitch won a Grammy
Chorus: All the ladies in the place clap your hands All the fellas in the house clap your hands Everybody (Everybody) Everybody (Everybody) Say "Come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy) Everybody (Everybody) Everybody (Everybody) Say "Come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)
Now tell everybody bout niggas on your block In New Jerus where the crime don't stop See a bunch of little niggas wearing scuffed up Tim's If his stash been tapped it was probably Juanes Mins Some like to shoot dice fuck around lose friends Some'll blow your brains out get you for your rims Now tell everybody bout bitches 'round the way Who like to hustle Lose scams everyday Type of chicks hit first Even let they kids curse Get a check every month Day job as a nurse I'm bumping out the crib playing scratch card numbers So I'ma get slick Evict they own man running Now tell everybody how we dipping in the stash Or with the swerve don't be spending no cash Drinking all type of goodies Sending heads on a run Everytime I pass a L Here comes another one Now bitch got the munchies Making heads front me Dipping in the dro Niggas fuck around and jump me Now tell everybody how we keep it on lock Now where we headed when the block get hot Now we speeding on the Ave. Puffing on lots of gandas Pumping Jay shit Somebody got Nastradamus Kicking one-liners Car full of rhymers Dipping down the block when the cops get behind us Now tell everybody where you heard it all first Type of shit going into Digga verse Say intellect punch lines Kill 'em all one time Voice still crazy Even when I kick my fun rhymes Digga supreme Clientele like ghost faces Niggas have to go rewrite in most cases
Chorus: All the ladies in the place clap your hands All the fellas in the house clap your hands Everybody (Everybody) Everybody (Everybody) Say "Come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy) Everybody (Everybody) Everybody (Everybody) Say "Come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy) Everybody (Everybody) Everybody (Everybody) Say "Come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy) Everybody (Everybody) Everybody (Everybody) Say "Come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)
