Saigon - Get Busy lyrics

Let's take 'em back now, now's the time
That you make yo' way to the floor
You know what it's hittin for
Go Saigon (uhh) get busy (get busy)
Yardfather (yeah) Get busy (uhh)
Go Giddy, get busy (get busy)
Get, yeah, get busy, ohh!

I used to walk uptown to see Mario
That nigga sold more blow than
The young Harry O
From Punta Cana to Ghana to Ontario
He made it snow all over the whole barrio
His lil' brother Luigi, he was a real nigga
He took mushrooms
They used to make him feel bigger
His job was to pick up the
Shit like a pooper scooper
And drop it off without gettin
Caught by the Koopa Troopa
One day they hit Mario on the jack
Told him they had his bitch
Want a hundred stacks to get her back
He thinkin "What kind of shit is that?
This ain't a video game, lame
We finna go tit for tat"
He lit his cigarette
Took a drag of the cancer smoke
And with this hit
He burnt a hole in the ransom note
Then he wrote with ease and I quote
"Y'all must really want one of
These in your throat"
He said, "Let my bitch go this evenin
Or somebody won't be breathin!
Cause, I'mma call Lizzy
And Lizzy'll call Giddy
And uh, and Giddy gon' get busy!"

Go Saigon, get busy "Get busy!"
Yardfather, get busy "Get busy!"
Go Giddy, get busy
Get, get, get busy "Get busy!"

I Get Busy like I'm muh'fuckin Sean Paul
And damn right your boy's in
It for the long haul
Some niggas said, "Saigon, you a cornball"
I spit a fireball, now his face upon the wall
Lord, have mercy on my foes
Cause, I could get these niggas
Killed with my eyes closed
God knows I'm a gangsta to the core
I'm very familiar
I'm not a stranger to the war
And I maneuver through the
Sewer like human manure
I'm like hard liquor my nigga, you a Kahlua
I do a old school dance like the Roger Rabbit
Soon as I hear this beat
It's like it's automatic uh, I get busy
Spin around 'til a nigga get dizzy (dizzy)
Yeah, it's Giddy
Canei, they can't deny I gets busy
(gets busy)

Go Saigon, get busy "Get busy!"
Yardfather, get busy "Get busy!"
Go Giddy, get busy
Get, get, get busy "Get busy!"

I get up, go to the bathroom, move my bowels
Hop up out of the shower and use the towel
Picture me not havin no new apparel
That's like spellin a word not usin a vowel
This game ain't easy, shit is a hurdle
They say to win I gotta get rid of the turtle
To show the world that I'm
So sick with the verbals
Now watch out for the bloggers
Them niggas'll merk you
Attention all haters, get off your boy dick
Tell your bitch to come here
She can play with my joystick
Up up down down left right left right
B, A, B, A, Start now tear it apart (yeah)
But that's a whole 'nother game so
When I'm done with your dame
I just jump in my kart
And disappear in the dark
Did I say kart? Oops, I meant Range Rover
Matter fact, game over!