Busta Rhymes - You Ain't F***in' Wit Me lyrics
[Busta Rhymes - You Ain't F***in' Wit Me lyrics]
Yeah, aiyyo uncle Pat, turn up the beat
Just a lil' more for me bruh, yeah
This sound like Frankenstein's baby, yeah
Busta Rhymes, you know we live and in color
Shit butter hot, but just a little mo' gutter
Smash shit regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the bitches and put
It down for my brudda
Hot butter funk make it rain
Close the shutter violate
Catch it from one of my bitches, boxcutter
Ah, articulate, feels so great
That I can bless my niggas
With shit they appreciate
No jive y'all niggas can take a nosedive
Shit so live bitches wanna give
Me a high five, five
Uh, fuck it, it is a must we hold grands
Get with the program and fuck
Bitches who love to hold, hands
Foul shit, way out of order
Fuck shit up leave bitches hot and
Sweaty drippin' buckets of water
Disorderly conduct, will erupt
When the live shit come on
Niggas do what they wanna
Aight bitches, now show yo' asses
The shit we droppin' be sure
To get y'all movin' (Get the fuck up)
We keep it poppin'
Feel how gangsta the loop is
(We keep it boppin'
We keep it gangsta muh'fucka)
And it ain't no stoppin' the way
That we gon' do this
Now what you want me to say?
Say you ain't fuckin' with me, ah
(What the fuck, come on)
You see I got so much new hot shit stored
Got you givin' me an award
Floored a couple on the come up
Stretched a few, put 'em flat on they back
And laid 'em stiffer than a board
The way I make my niggas applaud
My price tag, just to show up the shit
Might be somethin' you can't afford
Make you say the Lord is my shepherd
How we astonish
Move forward on novice niggas like Cedric
Ceballos with a hot song
Now niggas know we rock on, cock-strong
All y'all niggas is straight popcorn, ah
Talk the trash
Comin' forth get past lie duke
Pass shorty with the big horse ass
Now ain't no stoppin' how
We comin' full blast mix the fire with gas
That's how we put it on smash no lie
Never deny so hot we cook the shit well done
Just like a deep fish fry
Uh, snap crackle and pop
What we drop and how we keep shit comin'
How we maneuver so fly
So high is where we gon' take it
Controllin' the land, controllin' the sea
Now we control the whole sky
Perhaps make niggas collapse
Make bitches shake they shit to the floor
And feel the soul up in my raps and
Your face is the gutter we slap
Make you crash all in your
Whip when you drive i hope your seatbelt's
Strapped, aight niggas
Now throw yo' hands up
The shit we droppin' be sure
To get y'all movin' (Get the fuck up)
We keep it poppin'
Feel how gangsta the loop is
(We keep it boppin', we
Keep it gangsta muh'fucka, come on)
And it ain't no stoppin' the way
That we gon' do this
Now what you want me to say?
Say you ain't fuckin' with me, ah
(What the fuck, come on)
Yeah, this sound like the music
To Frankenberry or some shit
The fuckin' Groovy Ghoulies and
Friends or somethin'
Just a lil' more for me bruh, yeah
This sound like Frankenstein's baby, yeah
Busta Rhymes, you know we live and in color
Shit butter hot, but just a little mo' gutter
Smash shit regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the bitches and put
It down for my brudda
Hot butter funk make it rain
Close the shutter violate
Catch it from one of my bitches, boxcutter
Ah, articulate, feels so great
That I can bless my niggas
With shit they appreciate
No jive y'all niggas can take a nosedive
Shit so live bitches wanna give
Me a high five, five
Uh, fuck it, it is a must we hold grands
Get with the program and fuck
Bitches who love to hold, hands
Foul shit, way out of order
Fuck shit up leave bitches hot and
Sweaty drippin' buckets of water
Disorderly conduct, will erupt
When the live shit come on
Niggas do what they wanna
Aight bitches, now show yo' asses
The shit we droppin' be sure
To get y'all movin' (Get the fuck up)
We keep it poppin'
Feel how gangsta the loop is
(We keep it boppin'
We keep it gangsta muh'fucka)
And it ain't no stoppin' the way
That we gon' do this
Now what you want me to say?
Say you ain't fuckin' with me, ah
(What the fuck, come on)
You see I got so much new hot shit stored
Got you givin' me an award
Floored a couple on the come up
Stretched a few, put 'em flat on they back
And laid 'em stiffer than a board
The way I make my niggas applaud
My price tag, just to show up the shit
Might be somethin' you can't afford
Make you say the Lord is my shepherd
How we astonish
Move forward on novice niggas like Cedric
Ceballos with a hot song
Now niggas know we rock on, cock-strong
All y'all niggas is straight popcorn, ah
Talk the trash
Comin' forth get past lie duke
Pass shorty with the big horse ass
Now ain't no stoppin' how
We comin' full blast mix the fire with gas
That's how we put it on smash no lie
Never deny so hot we cook the shit well done
Just like a deep fish fry
Uh, snap crackle and pop
What we drop and how we keep shit comin'
How we maneuver so fly
So high is where we gon' take it
Controllin' the land, controllin' the sea
Now we control the whole sky
Perhaps make niggas collapse
Make bitches shake they shit to the floor
And feel the soul up in my raps and
Your face is the gutter we slap
Make you crash all in your
Whip when you drive i hope your seatbelt's
Strapped, aight niggas
Now throw yo' hands up
The shit we droppin' be sure
To get y'all movin' (Get the fuck up)
We keep it poppin'
Feel how gangsta the loop is
(We keep it boppin', we
Keep it gangsta muh'fucka, come on)
And it ain't no stoppin' the way
That we gon' do this
Now what you want me to say?
Say you ain't fuckin' with me, ah
(What the fuck, come on)
Yeah, this sound like the music
To Frankenberry or some shit
The fuckin' Groovy Ghoulies and
Friends or somethin'