Busta Rhymes - Don't Touch Me (Throw Da Water on ’Em) lyrics

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Back with the most venomous rap
It be the Godfather of the club
Banger let me hear you clap
You can applause and from the very beginnin'
You can give me a standin' ovation
While I bang your face in
With another banger, I call it a cliffhanger
Watch me mangle and strangle
This whole rap shit (Come on)
You can see the way I make 'em mad sick
From down bottom
The way I got 'em give me my cash quick
(Come on)
Lock on you better grab onto somethin'
Because I'm 'bout to shake shit again
And make a black bitch (Cum on)
Now you hear the shots ring off
From bitches takin' everything off each other
Got 'em wildin', runnin' for cover
The King Kong-Big Foot-gully-with-a-skully
Bully of rap
Still-ugly-with-the-money runnin' the trap
Now they givin' me dap
As far as I'm concerned in this mu'fucker
Look how I got 'em, now they ready to snap

So don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
Don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
It's gettin' hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch!
(So throw da water on 'em) here we go!

Now you see the alcohol spillin'
And we got 'em hands in the ceilin'
You know we only come to rattle the bulidin'
And break it on down just a little
Once again
Knowin' we holdin' the bank so let
Me keep the dice rollin'
And keep it traditional the way
I keep my money fallin'
While you're slackin' on your MAC-in', Duke
We always keep it goin'
Right to the left, do it to death
Now watch me come through with a chisel that
Make the game sizzle, and I
Pull out the skillet, prepare for the cookin'
How I'm wildin' niggas wonder when I'm
Gonna bring the hook in
Thug's ice grill in every time
They get to lookin'
Got 'em wildin' overseas all the
Way back to "Go Brooklyn!"
Now they ready to spazz 'cause we
Bring the best to them
Shit that shut it down on the regular
That's with the fly '80s nigga that was
Whippin' in a Cressida
Fresher than most of these niggas
Killin' the rest of the
Fellas that was thinkin' they was
Rushin' in and bustin' in
But the way we was doin'
We was musclin' they hustlin'

So don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
Don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
It's gettin' hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch!
(So throw da water on 'em) here we go!

You don't really want it, my dude
I'm sayin' most my niggas is rude
And when we come, we eat a nigga' food
Back to the fact of the matter at hand
For me to come and control this whole
Shit was only part of the plan
The other part of the plan
For you to understand:
That nothin' could fuck with the kid
Let me say it again the broad backed
Big Bus-a-Bus back to put out the trash
And just for the record, we got it on smash
Now, how the fuck they even got the audacity
The fire marshall come and try
To talk about capacity
Every time I'm in the spot
I hope you know it has to be
Extremely packed to shut it down
You'll probably cause a tragedy
Don't you know that when I'm in the
Place I change the mood again
I be wildin' wit raunchy bitches
And a bunch of hooligans
Now don't get it fucked up
Just because I flaunt it
Niggas think that they can test me
Bring it if you really want it
See I be the type to always
Beat you to the punch faster
I keep a smile on my face
But carry the Bushmaster

So don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
Don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
It's gettin' hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch!
(So throw da water on 'em) keep it goin'

You already know I said it word to mother
Shit is so hot you niggas think
It's cold up in the summer
Shh, calm the noise down let's
Get a little quiet
Cause the neighbors call the police
They know we cause riots
And they know that we'll have them
Thinkin' they dancin' with the devil
When they play the music turn the
Volume to the highest level you got it right
Let's keep the bomb goin' like we
Lit a stick of dynamite
Bow, you know you need to follow
Whenever you hear the God spit (Aw, shit)
You see me nigga back in the cockpit
Out to gettin' this money I give
You all a stock tip
Perspire by a nigga till you
See the sweat drop drip

So don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
Don't touch me nigga!
(You might burn yourself)
It's gettin' hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw da water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch!
(So throw da water on 'em) here we go!