Busta Rhymes, Meka - Take it Off Part 2 lyrics

Yeah, Come fuck wit us
Yeah, ya'll know what to do to this shit
Yeah, haha, streets we bout to do it again
We bout to do it again
We bout to do it again, niggas
I hope ya'll ready
Check it, check it, c'mon (woo)

Check out the technique
C'mon, spit flow and bag up the next freaks
Soldier wit a quicker ho that a
Live on the next street
Over playa then do this shit again next week
Gettin this paper
Phat chicks up in the next Jeep
Probably listen closer if you
Let the check speak
I keep fire cause niggas respect heat
Look, I spit fire then come up the best beats
I said I pull the spot from here
Way down on South Beach major
Globalize, then blow down a South Beach ager
Check it
Banana yellow G wagon for the whole saggin
Feel the fox mink draggin on
The floor watch it you really need to stop
Just copped the rob
Blueberry Lamborghini drop
C'mon, stay struntin with the mini bop
Niggas know when we step in the place
The whole city stop

Better tell 'em if they ain't know
Put 'em on shorty
We know how you be doin it baby
How we be doin it baby
We know how you be takin it off
How we take it from 'em
We know how you be killin 'em baby
How we killin 'em, c'mon
We know how you be ready to ball
You know we ready to do it
We know how you be drivin 'em crazy
Make 'em crazy now, c'mon
We know how you be breakin 'em off
You know we breakin 'em off, let's go
So come and get it down for me baby
Put it down now
And make it hot 'til they take it off

This is a shake down (c'mon)
Weakin your whole shit ' til it break down
(uh huh) speak to the whole clique 'til
We take down dudes
Put the heat to 'em make them
Put the cake down dude (dude)
Scrape down food (food)
Niggas stay hungry 'til the shit is over
Spit and make the tape sound rude
Ha, niggas get screwed
See they ain't really worth not a thing
But only gettin on the stage to get booed
Kennedy loft hoes mackin at the
Top of the Trump Towers
Rockin fly Versace, cherry cloth robes
(robes) like ghostface the most ready
Just for the glow
Showcase the most, them niggas sure to blow
No waste a time, you know we sure to grow
I'm sayin no place a mine
Is for them corny hoes
C'mon, with all this paper and
The shit we copin
We keepin it gully and know
We always keep it poppin

Better tell 'em if they ain't know
Put 'em on shorty
We know how you be doin it baby
How we be doin it baby
We know how you be takin it off
How we take it from 'em
We know how you be killin 'em baby
How we killin 'em, c'mon
We know how you be ready to ball
You know we ready to do it
We know how you be drivin 'em crazy
Make 'em crazy now, c'mon
We know how you be breakin 'em off
You know we breakin 'em off, let's go
So come and get it down for me baby
Put it down now
And make it hot 'til they take it off

Ha, get that money come fuck wit us
Hands in the sky keep on livin
Do your own thing
All my people holla and let me hear ya reply
Say take it off (take it off)
Say take it off (you better take it off)
Say take it off (take it off)
Say take it off (better take it off)

C'mon, ha, we hold a rock boy
The way we on fire call a nigga hot boy
Hot, we raise the level to
We blow the spot boy
And watch the water boil and
Spill over the pot boy
Listen, I hope you know you need to stop boy
Frontin and tryin be somethin you not boy
Listen again we keep on bangin
And pissin 'em off
Spazzin on niggas until we silence
Or finish 'em off

Better tell 'em if they ain't know
Put 'em on shorty
We know how you be doin it baby
How we be doin it baby
We know how you be takin it off
How we take it from 'em
We know how you be killin 'em baby
How we killin 'em, c'mon
We know how you be ready to ball
You know we ready to do it
We know how you be drivin 'em crazy
Make 'em crazy now, c'mon
We know how you be breakin 'em off
You know we breakin 'em off, let's go
So come and get it down for me baby
Put it down now
And make it hot 'til they take it off

Yeah wait, wait, wait hold on
Come on let me put it right here
What you doin? What you doin?
Hold on, hold on, wait, wait, wait
Got a rubber?
I don't need no rubber, you look clean
Wait the fuck you ain't go
No pimples or nothin na, na
You ain't runnin up in here without no jimmy
Ah, you fuckin actin like that
You better find one
Aight so, aight so, hold on, hold on
Don't yo
Just stay, just like that, don't even
Just stay i'm not leavin
Aight cool, hold on, hold on
I knew I had a condom what the fuck man
Where the fuck is a condom when you need one?
Trojan Man: It is I, Trojan Man!
Oh shit, oh thank God it's you
You got a condom man?
No, I only have one trick cover left
And my hormones are risin
And I want your bitch to taste it
Trojan Man!

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