Busta Rhymes - Holla lyrics
[Busta Rhymes - Holla lyrics]
Yeah, yeah this shit sound like one
Two o'clock in the mornin' with
The full moon out
Niggas in they trucks, creepin'
With a fresh box of ecstasy
Pills for these bitches
Yeah, team select, please collect, Gs connect
Thieves, nigga
Direct the trees to the SmokeFest
Wanna take a toke? (Yes)
The newest zone I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian, nigga, fuck it
Call me Napoleon wave the torch
Cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in cause
A frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm gon' get ya
And drop the bomb scripture
At your barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers
With a wifebeater on, Bushe velour
A new pair of sneakers
Street niggas hang on the sidewalk
That's where I learned my
Fly talk, pimp strut, and how to skywalk
Moderatin' how we establish
The whole Conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck has a global
Effect on even Polish people
Young and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them
Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggas
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin'
Niggas so NOW you should feel
The whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave
You in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin wacker
Than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a minivan Astro after my gat (Blow)
Ayo, get up, get out, get dough
(Ha, get dough, nigga)
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
(Smoke 'dro now)
Bitch, shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
Niggas, rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my niggas (All my niggas)
If you with me (If you with me)
Yeah, I see you (yeah)
Holla
(Throw yo' guns in the motherfuckin air
C'mon) all my bitches, if you're with me
(yeah, all my bitches where you at now)
Yeah, I see you (You know I see y'all)
Holla (yeah)
My whole entire mind state deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you niggas like mashed potato
Back when niggas used to
Rock Ballys and Clarks i used to watch
Little niggas shouldn't hustle nickel
Crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the dark
Blood-spill stain on the street
That's how niggas be leavin' they mark
Fuckin' with diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other
Money fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic
To a handful of niggas that be
All schemin' on the same wallet
Them type niggas that be
Conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens! Gun clap for you
In the gift wrappin'
You should follow how the style switch up
Like a group of religious niggas
Schemin' to kill they archbishop
You big, pussy nigga, actin' all hard
Call me atheist, because I
Don't believe in you, god
It's like a grand feast
Celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for
Any type of discrepancy busta Rhymes
The great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi portrait
Is so hard to get
We got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head
And your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head
And your chest, now rock to the beat
Ayo, get up, get out, get dough (Ha)
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
(Get dough, smoke 'dro, muh'fuckers)
Bitch, shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
(yeah! yeah! yeah)
Niggas, rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my niggas (yeah, all my niggas)
If you with me (If you with me, c'mon)
Yeah, I see you (yeah, know I see y'all)
Holla
(Throw yo' motherfuckin' guns in the sky
C'mon) all my bitches, if you're with me
(All my bitches where you at
Yaknow I see y'all) yeah, I see you
(yeah! yeah) holla
(Holla at me, now, c'mon)
Yeah busta Rhymes
Cookin' up a little brown stew 'n' chicken
Dr dre, niggas yeah
Yeah, I understand that you're not happy, but
That's your wife, and I'm your mistress
So you gotta go back home but before you
Do, let me swallow you let me
Lick you in all the
Right places i want you to cum all over me
And when you do
I'll bathe you and then we'll get out the
Tub, and we'll fuck, and I'll lick your ass
And I'll braid your
Hair, and you can fuck me anyway
You please we can do
Almost anything, but once we're finished
And you're happy here
You have to go back home
To your wife but don't
You ever forget that I'm your wife in law
Two o'clock in the mornin' with
The full moon out
Niggas in they trucks, creepin'
With a fresh box of ecstasy
Pills for these bitches
Yeah, team select, please collect, Gs connect
Thieves, nigga
Direct the trees to the SmokeFest
Wanna take a toke? (Yes)
The newest zone I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian, nigga, fuck it
Call me Napoleon wave the torch
Cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in cause
A frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm gon' get ya
And drop the bomb scripture
At your barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers
With a wifebeater on, Bushe velour
A new pair of sneakers
Street niggas hang on the sidewalk
That's where I learned my
Fly talk, pimp strut, and how to skywalk
Moderatin' how we establish
The whole Conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck has a global
Effect on even Polish people
Young and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them
Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggas
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin'
Niggas so NOW you should feel
The whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave
You in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin wacker
Than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a minivan Astro after my gat (Blow)
Ayo, get up, get out, get dough
(Ha, get dough, nigga)
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
(Smoke 'dro now)
Bitch, shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
Niggas, rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my niggas (All my niggas)
If you with me (If you with me)
Yeah, I see you (yeah)
Holla
(Throw yo' guns in the motherfuckin air
C'mon) all my bitches, if you're with me
(yeah, all my bitches where you at now)
Yeah, I see you (You know I see y'all)
Holla (yeah)
My whole entire mind state deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you niggas like mashed potato
Back when niggas used to
Rock Ballys and Clarks i used to watch
Little niggas shouldn't hustle nickel
Crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the dark
Blood-spill stain on the street
That's how niggas be leavin' they mark
Fuckin' with diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other
Money fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic
To a handful of niggas that be
All schemin' on the same wallet
Them type niggas that be
Conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens! Gun clap for you
In the gift wrappin'
You should follow how the style switch up
Like a group of religious niggas
Schemin' to kill they archbishop
You big, pussy nigga, actin' all hard
Call me atheist, because I
Don't believe in you, god
It's like a grand feast
Celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for
Any type of discrepancy busta Rhymes
The great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi portrait
Is so hard to get
We got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head
And your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head
And your chest, now rock to the beat
Ayo, get up, get out, get dough (Ha)
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
(Get dough, smoke 'dro, muh'fuckers)
Bitch, shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
(yeah! yeah! yeah)
Niggas, rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my niggas (yeah, all my niggas)
If you with me (If you with me, c'mon)
Yeah, I see you (yeah, know I see y'all)
Holla
(Throw yo' motherfuckin' guns in the sky
C'mon) all my bitches, if you're with me
(All my bitches where you at
Yaknow I see y'all) yeah, I see you
(yeah! yeah) holla
(Holla at me, now, c'mon)
Yeah busta Rhymes
Cookin' up a little brown stew 'n' chicken
Dr dre, niggas yeah
Yeah, I understand that you're not happy, but
That's your wife, and I'm your mistress
So you gotta go back home but before you
Do, let me swallow you let me
Lick you in all the
Right places i want you to cum all over me
And when you do
I'll bathe you and then we'll get out the
Tub, and we'll fuck, and I'll lick your ass
And I'll braid your
Hair, and you can fuck me anyway
You please we can do
Almost anything, but once we're finished
And you're happy here
You have to go back home
To your wife but don't
You ever forget that I'm your wife in law