We Put It Down for Y'all

Shit is about to get real serious Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad, Swizz Beatz check it out Yo, it's like tic tac toe God is back, make bitches say, "Hoe" Blow shit, roast shit 'n' down in Waco Big foot raps nigga, let's make dough Pull up to the lot, valet the Range Rove Flier than a motherfucker, all day glow In the club nigga, glow in the dark and lay low Bang your head to this shit while the beat plays slow Junior varsity niggas while we play pro Ringside seats, we all in the same row Like a crew of bitches pull up in Dodge Durangos And how we dazzle these bitches with how we change flows We take your slot, how a bitch take half And rock chains with pieces the size of spacecrafts You know what I rep, that's Flipmode Squad Wildin' like a thousand niggas up in the wreck yard Callin' all live niggas Booyah! Callin' all live bitches Ooh ooh! Yes, I hold a pound for y'all Say what? Busta Rhymes hold it down for y'all Get money! Callin' all live niggas Booyah! Callin' all live bitches Ooh ooh! Yes, I hold a crown for y'all Say what? Flipmode put it down for y'all Yea, yea! Yea, yo, the empire strikes back Shit is official, street niggas fight back The way we set it off even the bitches might black Raunchy as fuck, even they like it like that Busta Rhymes in this bitch, you know, I got another batch More hotter shit nigga strike another match Bang this shit in your truck, nigga open up the hatch And hold on your jewels before your shit get snatched Better lock your doors, slide across the latch Before we figure out the next vic to catch So much lyrics flowin' to throw in a teacup More crack for y'all, we just reed up Gutter like a piss test in a pee cup Switch the bounce for the streets, had to change the speed up Raw for the bitches who thick and beefed up Strip a club, big titty bitches double D cup We all up in the truck, what the fuck, we treed up Pure coke for niggas, get skeed up Let me bang somethin' hard on your head like Vince Carter And charter jets for my niggas with automatic starters Blow shit regular like the UniBomber Surprise attack you, niggas, like fuckin' Pearl Harbor Jailhouse raps, let it bang a little harder While I rep for the fam, Busta Rhymes, the godfather Callin' all live niggas Booyah! Callin' all live bitches Ooh ooh! Yes, I hold a pound for y'all Say what? Busta Rhymes hold it down for y'all Get money! Callin' all live niggas Booyah! Callin' all live bitches Ooh ooh! Yes, I hold a crown for y'all Say what? Flipmode put it down for y'all Yea, yea! Callin all live niggas Callin' all live niggas Booyah! Callin' all live bitches Ooh ooh! Yes, I hold a pound for y'all Say what? Busta Rhymes hold it down for y'all Get money! Callin' all live niggas Booyah! Callin' all live bitches Ooh ooh! Yes, I hold a crown for y'all Say what? Flipmode put it down for y'all Yea, yea, yea! So remarkable Classic rugged nigga music Big truck shit Twenty inch rims on a UConn or somethin' A fuckin' Escalade, Navigator