Busta Rhymes - Live it Up lyrics

Yeah pick up the pace now
C'mon yeah
This feel like that tight shit
That make you just go get
The keys to your whip and just bounce
Bounce bounce bounce n'ah mean
Go stop at the little spot
Get you a little bag of the lye
And just bounce bounce

Yo, now watch a nigga tongue kiss the
Track like it was fried chicken
Spicy seasoning was finger licking
Everything looks grand and I
Feel so good today
Jewels jingling below my belly
You know we steady talk shit to them
Bitches when we be on the celly
Four wheelin' with a fifth of Henny
See now we whippin' and
We dippin' through traffic
Like we don't give a fuck
Niggas follow how we bounce in the truck
Then we whylin' and we thugging a little
Yo we ain't wylin' much
A little mellow from the spark of the dutch
Downshift, throw it in the fifth gear
With my foot on the clutch
Speedballing, like we all in a rush
While we switch a couple of lanes
Flick my little hazard light on
Better pull over and get on the lawn
Yo, move the barricade
And let my niggas park on the block
Make a grand entry up in the spot
You know we only here to take all
Of the food out the pot
It's only right 'cause niggas know how
We be taking they slot

Now let's get high, and let's get drunk
You feel that bounce, then turn it up
You light your L, and blaze it up
Get in the game, and change it up
Come in the spot, and flame it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up

Yeah, so amazing
We blazing and changing the bounds
Grazing y'all niggas
With something aiming to taking you out
We never resort to any measure
To keep you with me
Wylin' with a sinky rinky dinky
Ring on my pinky
Follow the simple flow that'll
Cripple y'all niggas
Drop the shit that'll shake and
Just ripple y'all niggas
What, your boom scheme
Get with the new thing
Hit you and get y'all niggas
All into the new swing
Ah, tally it up, rally it up
From the streets to the alley
From the Eastern Cali and up
I'm talking dope, all of my niggas
All of my bitches
Give you something that'll split you up
And leave you with stitches
Looking pathetic
I hit y'all niggas with the kinetic
Make you respect it
And beat you in the head till you get it
Take off my jacket, hope you can match it
When the DJ go scratch up the bounce
I hope you could catch it so what

Now let's get high, and let's get drunk
You feel that bounce, then turn it up
You light your L, and blaze it up
Get in the game, and change it up
Come in the spot, and flame it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Now let's get high, and let's get drunk
You feel that bounce, then turn it up
You light your L, and blaze it up
Get in the game, and change it up
Come in the spot, and flame it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up

Yeah, live it up now, yeah
You know when you got shorty in
The passenger side of the whip
You bouncing from the club, step on the gas
And just bounce bounce bounce, yeah
Then shorty come with you to
The nearest short stay
Get up on top of that and just
Bounce bounce bounce
That's what I'm talking about niggas, yeah
If you pushing down the Belt Parkway
The Grand Central, the Long Island Expressway
The Cross Island Expressway
Southern state, Northern state, Parkway
You know 95 South, Brooklyn Expressway
You know however way y'all traveling
You just bounce bounce bounce you n'ah mean
Blunts burning and all
Just keep the windows up though
Let the smoke stay in the motherfucking ride
Yeah all my bitches in the passenger seat
Now just bounce bounce bounce, yeah