Busta Rhymes lyrics

Busta Rhymes lyrics

"All Night lyrics"

Ball Game lyrics
[Da Brat talking] Shut cho' ass up girl, ha ha Ya know, I bought me some diamonds Show em' what cha' bought me Ya know, I'll show myself off, ya dig ha ha ha They hate me, ya know they gon' hate me, ha ha oh Lord [Hook x2] Take me out to the ballgame Spend no small change Now show me off to the people in the crowd man I like big thangs [Verse 1] This chick here gets thicker


Turn it up (ha ha ha)
Flimode (ha ha ha)
Busta Rhymes (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)

[Chorus:]

All night
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south,
we make ya wave your hands up high
Light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
All night
To my niggas and my bitches get money
If ya running with me
Wave your hands up high
A yo I can't see y'all
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
All night

Yes yes y'all
I be the god up in the flesh y'all
Bless y'all
With nothing but the best y'all
Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess y'all
Bitches, you know the s
Oracle lyrics
You went off again today To see if I still care Living your life obsolete Wondering if I'll appear I've been laughing at myself Watching avoiding all the pain It seems so long since I have left I lay myself down in your hand You still have the bloodstain That I left upon you I try to show some remorse To you not you Take my hand and come with me Come on come
treet shit caress y'all
Sex y'all
And put a bounce up in your breast y'all
Yes y'all we about to taste the success y'all
And quiz niggas like a fucking drug test y'all
And check y'all
And let the livest niggas step in
I keep the burner, what you think I'm turning mine in?
What the fuck,
Now all my live motherfuckers boggart or bring it straight to the front
And let me give y'all niggas just what you want
More fire for ya fresh off the press
Shit blazing to death
Bitches lust talking under they breath
Hope you niggas know to put on your vest
Or get a hole in your chest
Who in this motherfucker
Take you a guess

[Chorus]

Yeah-Yeah All my niggas
Yeah-yeah all my bitches
Yeah-yeah all my thugs
Yeah-yeah all my
Memphis Pearl lyrics
back in Memphis she was a pearl she was everyone's favorite girl now her eyes have a vacant stare what she wouldn't give to be livin' back there she married a man when she left home she wanted someone she could call her own he was good to her when he wasn't drunk he'd hold her and tell her how pretty she looked back in Memphis where she grew up the life she knew was just not
soldiers
Yeah-yeah all my honeys
Yeah-yeah all my playas
Yeah-yeah all my live niggas c'mon
Yeah-yeah
The grand finale y'all
Put it down and always repping for my family y'all
What, lets form a nation wide rally y'all
Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley y'all
Fuck it, now I know you know my rep nigga
And how it's hard to figure out my next step nigga
So step nigga, nigga sit your ass down
The way I mash down
Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down
Don't speak unless you're spoken to
Get broke in two
Flipmode we be the chosen few
Yeah nigga entrap y'all
I know some niggas that'll clap y'all
And strap y'all
Up to a post and back slap y'all
Put y'all in a mailbox and leave open the flap y'all
That's the hap'
Little Acts Of Kindness lyrics
Little acts of kindness Make us all feel better Unexpected flowers Unrequested letter So when somebody calls you Give a friendly answer And when somebody fails to call Remember that we've all been there before Little acts of kindness Ill-conceived and reckless Stay in bed this morning Let me make you breakfast So when somebody needs you Do your best to help them Cos when some
s that make niggas take forever naps y'all
Strap y'all all up inside of your seatbelts
The beats felt like a fire watch the heat melt
Your patent leather stack cheddar nigga
Now or never
Better, whatever nigga feel this hot Beretta
Cause when we come you know we hit you with that shit for the head
With nough shit just like the Lox and the dread
Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread
With all the blood that we bled
See we was broke, now we flossing instead
The shit I drop will never leave you mislead
Might leave you tired of bed
Shit ain't over till' the party is dead

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Yeah all my live bitches let me see you just
Wave your hands up high
And all my niggas running around getting pussy
All night

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