Cha Cha Cha

[Intro: Spliff Star] Baby Sham (Huh), Rah Digga (Hah, huh) Spliff Star (Hah), heh, Flipmode (Hah, huh, hah) In your face now, haha Who wanna battle now? Haha Ha, yo! Yo! [Verse 1: Spliff Star] Yo, it's my time to shine and I'm a shine bright Sodomize the mic Get the crowd hype Make 'em want to fight You see the rhymes I construct The flows I conduct It fucked up the party like somebody got bucked Nigga word! I lays it down flat like a door mat Get head in every state wherever I toured at Spliff-a-Spliff Duh-ty nigga what the undisputed Counting traps Taking trip out the cacilac Smokin' quan-quan doggie style chicks in the Montreaon Cracking many bar Fuck it, nigga grab an Averon Spliff-a-Spliff be the fucking tailor of my fashion Fuck what niggas think, watch a nigga turn platinum [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Ya'll niggas wanna get down Ya niggas wanna battle Eh, what ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down Ya niggas wanna battle Just what ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya niggas wanna battle Let's cha cha cha cha cha Eh what Ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha [Verse 2: Rah Digga] Digga Digga, first name Rashia Sweetest person, had no idea Just like that, honey flipped three times With nickles and dime staking rhymes by the eon Situation around the way with my women Looking spiffy wit the Fendi type linen Totin' herbals We got papers like staples Marla Marples Didn't think I could take you Confrontation, now niggas wanna run up Trying to flex muscle on a bitch tring to come up Rhymes harder than concrete statues in Eygpt Roll they ass out like they parapilegic Boy! I got shit for the brain You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname I shatter an ego quick I be that chick The wrong niggas gonna be round to see that shit [Chorus] Ya'll niggas wanna get down Ya niggas wanna battle Eh, what ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down Ya niggas wanna battle Just what ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya niggas wanna battle Let's cha cha cha cha cha Eh what Ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha [Verse 3: Baby Sham] Get the royal blue Nav and swing my way On some real party shit if you hold your weight I can hold mine You wanna battle blow some lines Rocks gleam on the top of my wrist You want this Be the same dude that hop on the pubics quick You can't hold this You jealous cause ya shorty want this Dig her back out in front of my crib Her man staked out On the rare the cloud sh...shut your mouth What you chap 'bout, the same shit Been on for chris The style got you twist up Walk wit face ice grilled up Some cat pulled up in a black surburb Let me move first so I can park my shit on the curb Ya moves slow get bashed in from Q.B. to Aspen I'm short for reason You spoke and should have passed that Don't ask my age cause the world made me like that Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine cock back [Chorus] Ya'll niggas wanna get down Ya niggas wanna battle Eh, what ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down Ya niggas wanna battle Just what ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya niggas wanna battle Let's cha cha cha cha cha Eh what Ya'll wannna do Let's cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha [Outro: Busta Rhymes] Yeah... Rah Digga... Sliff Star... Baby Sham... Flipmode Squad nigga... Fuck is the deal... '98 shit...'99 shit... 2000 shit... 2001 shit... 2002 shit... Eternal shit motherfucker... Stay tuned...