Busta Rhymes, Labba - Please Don't lyrics
[Busta Rhymes, Labba - Please Don't lyrics]
You know what it is, Flipmode
Hit the rob like
I will make Brooklyn niggas look like ladies
If I spit hot shit like my nigga bad boos
When I come to the hood
Gangsters be like respect due
If I war with niggas I top that day
Might top your momma ‘cause I got no shame
If I make my comeback like Black Moon
Niggas got you open be like I got it too
If Rob plays Sanchez peep my baby moms
I fuck her pussy good with no problem
If table like Black Eyed Peas
When I leave the club niggas
Have a sense of relief
I shop New York like Bus’ Rhymes
Then you know it’s about to be bang time
If you ever hear a nigga talk about robbery
Jooks and shit nigga he got it from me, Labba
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Realise I came for the crown homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day
That I day homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
(I tell you the facts nigga, Flipmode bitch)
I said that I’m tired of tellin’
Niggas please don’t try see
Everythin' about me different all the
Way down to the diet
I’m like a fucked up nigga
The way I do it so unfair
Talk a lot of shit if you
Ain’t knowin’ we don’t care
A lotta niggas look weak, not even vulnerable
Like the cheapest she ain’t
Worth the deductable
The way I’m mashin’ on niggas you know
The hood love it fuck it you front
You can end up gettin’ hit in your stomach
See when I talk
Niggas listen like I’m speakin’ up on a panel
But when you talk you talk to
The police on the news channel
They sayin’ fuck the talk unless
The dough drop down phoney
That you already know this kinda
Shit goin’ down homie
You ain’t comin’ through
And I’m lockin’ the town black
Whoever thought they had it
Come and bring me the crown back
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Realise I came for the crown homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day
That I die homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me (I tell you the facts nigga)
When you see me comin’ get
The fuck fuck the fuck
The fuck fuck the fuck the
Fuck out the entrance
Don’t fuck don’t don’t fuck don’t
Don’t fuck with (Flipmode) you’ll feel sorry
Hit the rob like
I will make Brooklyn niggas look like ladies
If I spit hot shit like my nigga bad boos
When I come to the hood
Gangsters be like respect due
If I war with niggas I top that day
Might top your momma ‘cause I got no shame
If I make my comeback like Black Moon
Niggas got you open be like I got it too
If Rob plays Sanchez peep my baby moms
I fuck her pussy good with no problem
If table like Black Eyed Peas
When I leave the club niggas
Have a sense of relief
I shop New York like Bus’ Rhymes
Then you know it’s about to be bang time
If you ever hear a nigga talk about robbery
Jooks and shit nigga he got it from me, Labba
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Realise I came for the crown homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day
That I day homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
(I tell you the facts nigga, Flipmode bitch)
I said that I’m tired of tellin’
Niggas please don’t try see
Everythin' about me different all the
Way down to the diet
I’m like a fucked up nigga
The way I do it so unfair
Talk a lot of shit if you
Ain’t knowin’ we don’t care
A lotta niggas look weak, not even vulnerable
Like the cheapest she ain’t
Worth the deductable
The way I’m mashin’ on niggas you know
The hood love it fuck it you front
You can end up gettin’ hit in your stomach
See when I talk
Niggas listen like I’m speakin’ up on a panel
But when you talk you talk to
The police on the news channel
They sayin’ fuck the talk unless
The dough drop down phoney
That you already know this kinda
Shit goin’ down homie
You ain’t comin’ through
And I’m lockin’ the town black
Whoever thought they had it
Come and bring me the crown back
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Realise I came for the crown homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day
That I die homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please
Don’t test me (I tell you the facts nigga)
When you see me comin’ get
The fuck fuck the fuck
The fuck fuck the fuck the
Fuck out the entrance
Don’t fuck don’t don’t fuck don’t
Don’t fuck with (Flipmode) you’ll feel sorry