Flipmode Squad, Rah Digga, Busta Rhymes - Here We Go lyrics
[Flipmode Squad, Rah Digga, Busta Rhymes - Here We Go lyrics]
Yes indeed oh my god
No more games! No more fuckin games!
C'mon let's do it!
Check, save the yakkedy yak I
Ain't a fan black
I tell a cat to his face, his whole plan wack
Couple grand stacks, trizzin hand bags
Target practice, no tellin where they land at
Y'all can't rap, my shows be jam packed
Panic attacks like they found
Anthrax on Amtrak better stand back
My niggas get yo man clapped
Rock-a-bye baby like you ODed on Zantac
People love me, see us in the street hauk us
Send little kids to the
Motherfuckin beat walkers
Model type had to turn down three offers
Leather outlets, wood berry, Nancy Crawford's
Gangsta, hang with murderers
And tree-sparkers type to sell ya body parts
To the meat markets
See me, I'll validate your free parking
I'm the best emcee
And that ain't the weed talkin
Let's go! Flipmode to the Squad
We comin through (here we go)
Everytime we come through we give we give you
(whattchu want) when we step in the place
Y'all niggas know we (blow the spot)
Shit, throw yo hands high, I wanna see you
(heat it up) before we break this shit up
You know we got to (break it down)
And we got so much heat, we got enough to
(go around) y'all niggas know we won't stop
We keep it comin - (all my niggas)
All my bitches!
(Is you ready?) is you ready? (here we go)
Huh, I'm up at One Fish, Two Fish
Sittin in my truck, on the
Twenty-inch deepdish
Met this girl from, Victoria Secret
Wanted to take me home
So she can just sleep with
Oh right, cool, the ass is kinda dunky
Had to turn her down
Plus she looked like a monkey
Rolled up my window
She said I was actin funny
Air was on low, my mink was on the money
Sky blue, matchin hat, the hood was on funny
On the side of me, was my security footies
The word in the clubs Rampage is a bully
I never stay at one place dawg
I gotta boogie i keep it cool but I'm
Addicted to six figures this year
(uh) I'm rollin with them
High-bidders (that's right)
My image is right, I'm here to bang niggas
Look at how I'm doin it now ya fake niggas
Let's go! Flipmode to the Squad
We comin through (here we go)
Everytime we come through we give we give you
(whattchu want) when we step in the place
Y'all niggas know we (blow the spot)
Shit, throw yo hands high, I wanna see you
(heat it up) before we break this shit up
You know we got to (break it down)
And we got so much heat, we got enough to
(go around) y'all niggas know we won't stop
We keep it comin - (all my niggas)
All my bitches!
(Is you ready?) is you ready? (here we go)
Whip twenty-three inches up in
The bubble truck
Bitch bounce from the east back
To west bubble front
Whip double Duquotis and pop a double clutch
And make bitchs skip to my
Lou and the double dutch
Pass a nigga the spliff
You watchin a nigga smoke it down
Drag a freak back to my crib
And watch me poke it out soak it down
Now you know when a nigga broke it down
I put the dick all inside her throat
Now watch her choke it down
Scope around fiends we sling the dope around
Sling the soap around
Little faggots see we don't joke around
Hardcore sound that we bangin
Just like a quadropound
International shit be swingin back
To my local ground
Hah, hope you see we'll roast you bi-coastal
Niggas only knowin the half
You know we'll fry MOST YOU!
Gettin money from chef, at lunch I eat TOFU!
And tuck my waist with the gat
Now watch a nigga BLOW THROUGH!
Let's go! Flipmode to the Squad
We comin through (here we go)
Everytime we come through we give we give you
(whattchu want) when we step in the place
Y'all niggas know we (blow the spot)
Shit, throw yo hands high, I wanna see you
(heat it up) before we break this shit up
You know we got to (break it down)
And we got so much heat, we got enough to
(go around) y'all niggas know we won't stop
We keep it comin - (all my niggas)
All my bitches!
(Is you ready?) is you ready? (here we go)
Yeah, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, Flipmode come on
Yeah, come on, Flipmode come on
Yeah, come on, Flipmoooooode!
Hah, yeah, yeah, here we go
No more games! No more fuckin games!
C'mon let's do it!
Check, save the yakkedy yak I
Ain't a fan black
I tell a cat to his face, his whole plan wack
Couple grand stacks, trizzin hand bags
Target practice, no tellin where they land at
Y'all can't rap, my shows be jam packed
Panic attacks like they found
Anthrax on Amtrak better stand back
My niggas get yo man clapped
Rock-a-bye baby like you ODed on Zantac
People love me, see us in the street hauk us
Send little kids to the
Motherfuckin beat walkers
Model type had to turn down three offers
Leather outlets, wood berry, Nancy Crawford's
Gangsta, hang with murderers
And tree-sparkers type to sell ya body parts
To the meat markets
See me, I'll validate your free parking
I'm the best emcee
And that ain't the weed talkin
Let's go! Flipmode to the Squad
We comin through (here we go)
Everytime we come through we give we give you
(whattchu want) when we step in the place
Y'all niggas know we (blow the spot)
Shit, throw yo hands high, I wanna see you
(heat it up) before we break this shit up
You know we got to (break it down)
And we got so much heat, we got enough to
(go around) y'all niggas know we won't stop
We keep it comin - (all my niggas)
All my bitches!
(Is you ready?) is you ready? (here we go)
Huh, I'm up at One Fish, Two Fish
Sittin in my truck, on the
Twenty-inch deepdish
Met this girl from, Victoria Secret
Wanted to take me home
So she can just sleep with
Oh right, cool, the ass is kinda dunky
Had to turn her down
Plus she looked like a monkey
Rolled up my window
She said I was actin funny
Air was on low, my mink was on the money
Sky blue, matchin hat, the hood was on funny
On the side of me, was my security footies
The word in the clubs Rampage is a bully
I never stay at one place dawg
I gotta boogie i keep it cool but I'm
Addicted to six figures this year
(uh) I'm rollin with them
High-bidders (that's right)
My image is right, I'm here to bang niggas
Look at how I'm doin it now ya fake niggas
Let's go! Flipmode to the Squad
We comin through (here we go)
Everytime we come through we give we give you
(whattchu want) when we step in the place
Y'all niggas know we (blow the spot)
Shit, throw yo hands high, I wanna see you
(heat it up) before we break this shit up
You know we got to (break it down)
And we got so much heat, we got enough to
(go around) y'all niggas know we won't stop
We keep it comin - (all my niggas)
All my bitches!
(Is you ready?) is you ready? (here we go)
Whip twenty-three inches up in
The bubble truck
Bitch bounce from the east back
To west bubble front
Whip double Duquotis and pop a double clutch
And make bitchs skip to my
Lou and the double dutch
Pass a nigga the spliff
You watchin a nigga smoke it down
Drag a freak back to my crib
And watch me poke it out soak it down
Now you know when a nigga broke it down
I put the dick all inside her throat
Now watch her choke it down
Scope around fiends we sling the dope around
Sling the soap around
Little faggots see we don't joke around
Hardcore sound that we bangin
Just like a quadropound
International shit be swingin back
To my local ground
Hah, hope you see we'll roast you bi-coastal
Niggas only knowin the half
You know we'll fry MOST YOU!
Gettin money from chef, at lunch I eat TOFU!
And tuck my waist with the gat
Now watch a nigga BLOW THROUGH!
Let's go! Flipmode to the Squad
We comin through (here we go)
Everytime we come through we give we give you
(whattchu want) when we step in the place
Y'all niggas know we (blow the spot)
Shit, throw yo hands high, I wanna see you
(heat it up) before we break this shit up
You know we got to (break it down)
And we got so much heat, we got enough to
(go around) y'all niggas know we won't stop
We keep it comin - (all my niggas)
All my bitches!
(Is you ready?) is you ready? (here we go)
Yeah, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, just bounce come on
Yeah, come on, Flipmode come on
Yeah, come on, Flipmode come on
Yeah, come on, Flipmoooooode!
Hah, yeah, yeah, here we go