Busta Rhymes, M.O.P. - Czar lyrics

There ain't no place in the world
Where Busta Rhymes ain't
The baddest motherfucker do you understand?
Do you understand who this man is?
Do you understand how hard he brings it?
(Hard he brings it)
Nobody's followin' this motherfucker, nobody!

Look, bitch, it's my city
You get smacked silly
Thought it was yours, gimme
Prepared to shut shit down, nigga
Fuck with me
Jail music for riots, gangstas buck fifty
Fuck the place up 'til I
Turn a hundred and sixty
Now I'm here to switch it up
Motherfuckin' lift it up
Get you niggas drunk 'til you lay in
Your bed and piss it up
Now I'm back with the coke
It'll make you all sniff it up
And skrrt, skrrt in the Wraith
Watch me Tokyo Drift it up
Take this loss, all day sauce
(Take chains off (Uh) , everything off (Uh) )
Takе it all in her mouth
And make the stray cough
Cocainе boss, all day floss
Foul niggas know we on the ground
And we live it up
And drown cases of Goose 'til I
Frown and we spit it up
Got us running through it, got a hundred
Stupid now we 'bout to lose it
Y'all don't wanna do it
Watch the way we mix it up
Hate the way we fix it up
Anyway, shawty get on her knees and
Now she licks it up
Red carpet swag on a nigga
When they flick shit up
Rich Porter prices on the coke
You see the bricks is up

So far, shawties throw they bra
And I need the lighter to
Light the perfect cigar
Brand new jet (Jet) , brand new car (Car)
Leader of the new shit, brand new Czar (Czar)

Light switch off (Oh) , Cuban link cross (Oh)
The shine bright up the evening
Diamonds criss-cross (Oh)
If you ain't out here to find it
Time to get lost
In case you niggas ain't know

Bitch, I get busy like a silverback grizzly
Rolled up some more sticky
Every hood to every block
Brought them all with me so much smoke
They nicknamin' the flow chimney
Bag full of franks
Every federal know I'm crispy
The great Bust' Rhymes
You're with a few dimes
Just spoke your name up
You gon' live a long time
So when we in this bitch
Most you niggas get no shine invalid niggas
(Fuck 'em) , stop beggin' for co-signs
Now this be the douches to have
'em black and make 'em do
Shit, bending they back up until
It fuckin' break in two better call a medic
(Oh) , you know my whole aesthetic (Oh)
Energy kinetic
(Oh) , you better clear the exit (Oh)
Light switch on (Oh)
Fuck shit up 'til everyone in this bitch gone
(Oh) launch grenade bombs (Oh)
Spit that venom to break up
Your legs and both arms (Oh)
Volcanic eruption, we tell 'em, "Remain calm"
Heavy metal like Metallica
Now witness the massacre
Somebody should've told them niggas they
Shouldn't come after ya
Feed the planet the cook up
International trafficker
Now pull up with the sprinters 'cause
All of my bitches passengers

So far, shawties throw they bra
And I need the lighter to
Light the perfect cigar
Brand new jet (Jet) , brand new car (Car)
Leader of the new shit, brand new Czar (Czar)

Light switch off (Oh) , Cuban link cross (Oh)
The shine bright up the evening
Diamonds criss-cross (Oh)
If you ain't out here to find it
Time to get lost
In case you niggas ain't know