Busta Rhymes - Get Right lyrics

Oh! This the one right here! Swizz
Beatz you a fool for this!
I done took y'all everywhere
Ain't nowhere to take y'all but to the club
Papoose, Pa-poose!

We got a riot outside homey
(Huh) and every hood with a thug
Niggas try to rush the door of the club
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
All my bitches with the bangin shit on
Alot of Louis Vuitton
You know the shit then sing
The words of the song
We call it get right bitches!
(We 'bout to get right bitches)
We 'bout to get right bitches
(We 'bout to get right bitches) Let's go!



What you mean let's go?! Go where?!
This my city I ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there
(Come On) take all of they girls and
Bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have no fear, Flipmode
Streetsweepers Oh yeah!
Oooh I like her, shake your rear
You look nice who did your hair?
Syke! Shorty over there look
Way better than you, i don't care
Violator, I brought Chris Lighty with me
I know he ain't seen a buzz this big since 50
I walk through the club let the liquor spill
(Cris)
Your girl chasin me down with her high heels
(Oops)
And I'm so glad I waited for a bigger deal
Cause now I got the club on
Me like a steering wheel

We got a riot outside homey
(Huh) and every hood with a thug
Niggas try to rush the door of the club
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
All my bitches with the bangin shit on
Alot of Louis Vuitton
You know the shit then sing
The words of the song
We call it get right bitches!
(We 'bout to get right bitches)
We 'bout to get right bitches
(We 'bout to get right bitches) Let's go!

I got a damn good lawyer
(yeah) The best management and the realest
DJ on the streets (Drama King)
So how the hell I'm 'gon lose
To one of y'all dudes when the
Album drop I'm 'gon eat (Nacirema)
You got the number one spot
Really think you hot
(Oh yeah) then homeboy just
Don't blink (Don't sleep)
When you open yo' eyes the game 'gon be mines
And I'm a bring it back to the East
(Let's Get it) since the Touch It remix put
The face to the voice
The ladies love my style, they get moist
(They wet) chose with my mouth closed they
Ain't have a choice
I came from the bottom but I Rose like Royce
Man these boys can't mess with
Me on my worst day (Nope)
So how the hell they gon mess
With me on my birthday (yeah)
That's right, this is the day I was born
The music is my mama, I'm the son of song

We got a riot outside homey
(Huh) and every hood with a thug
Niggas try to rush the door of the club
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
All my bitches with the bangin shit on
Alot of Louis Vuitton
You know the shit then sing
The words of the song
We call it get right bitches!
(We 'bout to get right bitches)
We 'bout to get right bitches
(We 'bout to get right bitches) Let's go!

Who's that with the Red Monkey Jeans? My
Shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling
(David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling bling I'm the mainstream dream
(yeah) The Nacirema Dream you
Lames ain't seen
I was in the club holdin my fifth tight
This dude keep grillin me I had to get right
(What)
Shorty her face, her ass, and her hips tight
(Oooh)
Took her to the Mariott had to get right
Cutie the bomb she live in the beauty salon
So her beauty is strong
Rockin like Louis Vuitton
Cause these dudes never wanna see
The new kid signed (No)
They always wanna shine like the
Sun all the time
Fall back you passed your prime
Even the sun gotta go down so
We could see the moon shine

We got a riot outside homey
(Huh) and every hood with a thug
Niggas try to rush the door of the club
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
We 'bout to get right niggas!
(We 'bout to get right niggas)
All my bitches with the bangin shit on
Alot of Louis Vuitton
You know the shit then sing
The words of the song
We call it get right bitches!
(We 'bout to get right bitches)
We 'bout to get right bitches
(We 'bout to get right bitches) Let's go!

Yeah! The East Coast get right! yeah!
The West Coast get right!
Yeah! The dirty South get right!
Busta Bus, Kay Slay Drama
King, Streetsweepers, Violator, Flipmode
Sissy!