BLOCKBUSTA Album Lyrics by Busta Rhymes

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THE STATEMENT

Yeah, yeah
Why y'all show off?
We show up

How many times do I gotta remind you niggas that I'm one of the greatest?
And I will just rewrite the pages of every history book while they askin' me
Save us from all of this other bullshit that they be listenin' to while you just amaze us
And me and my niggas, just step inside the building
And they just get on their knees and they praise us
They kiss a ring and then they just might just argue when them fuss
You the only God we trust
Imperial Busta Bust, I be f*ckin' shit up just because, wait
I appreciate your patience, but all you niggas should face it
There's no one that's greater than me
Thirty years later f*ck shit up like we still in basements
We want all you haters to see
Kiss on your face, get you faceless
Now shut up and cater to me
Pricesness, bitch, I'm the nicest, I make all you haters agree
Watch the way I'm runnin' circles around on these niggas
Know why they so afraid of me
I'm only here to inspire you and set shit on fire
And give you what you came to see, see
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Nigga, f*ck your conversation, make sure you have my compensation
Nigga, f*ck you contemplating, my hungry niggas out here waiting
And know none of them niggas patient, they do not like to tolerate shit
If the money come up short, better find you a new occupation
If you lucky enough to survive the situation
I don't do good moderating
I stay out at all of that and mind my business
For feelin' the greatest at my obligations
F*ckin' up the street and
F*ckin' up the street and get worse when I be on my concentration
Body, I be individual with minimal complication
Get you some shit that be swallowin' up every nation
Just cover all accommodations
While we continue to f*ck up the street in everything
Our flatline your whole operation
Niggas worry 'bout they future
I f*ck up everything they use to
Walkin' back and forth and pacin', I get the streets another booster
The return of Mansa Musa
I ain't got no time to waste it
What I do, you can't replace it
Impossible to appraise it
The nicest, my nigga, prices, my nigga, we timeless
I hold on the dice, let me shake it
While we f*ck shit up again and again
Securin' every win
Why you niggas talkin' basic?
Shinin' so much, how we grindin' so much
We ain't never complacent
Feeding every street forever
Me and my niggas be workin' so hard
We gettin' so much money together
Animal skin I be in
Most you niggas patent leather, we call it whatever
Most of the time it's a pleasure
To give you lyrics like a treasure
So much jewelry from an era
Give you more than you could measure
Most of you bozo-ass niggas that be movin' around
They call you birds of a feather, whether
Or not you think you hot, see, you cannot f*ck with me, never
See most you niggas out here think that you cool
I give you shit from my ancestor
And it don't matter how much you imagine
Try me if you think you better, better

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REMIND 'EM

Woo (Fantom)
Woo
Grrah
Go

Got it from scratch, out the mud (scratch)
Lay all my chains on my neck, they awards (woo)
Iron sharpen iron, then we pull up with swords (go)
Grippin' that fire when you walk out of court (grrah)
Trappin' and gamblin', in streets, that's a sport (street)
Niggas gon' slide and you won't even know it (nah)
You won't even know it, real niggas done made it to Forbes
I give this shit all to the Lord, amen (we gone)
Make the wrong move, we'll bust you (grrah)
Cash and a bad bitch bustin' (bus')
Two choppers, Huncho and Busta (grrah)
Hold your wrist up, you came from the struggle (hey)
Been movin' this shit with the muscle (move)
I'ma hang with my dawg, no crutches (grr)
Switchin' lane, watchin' law, can't trust 'em (skrrt)
We gon' run with the money obstruction

Run it up (gone)
Count it up (count it)
We need a Brink's truck, we goin' bulletproof
We goin' tactical like we got shit to lose
I told her, "Suck it, quit talkin', no interviews"

Look in the rearview and I'm seein' red and blue (woo, woo)
Tunnel vision, I see water like Malibu
Brand new the coupe and the top is mechanical
Mama, she told me, "Don't let a bitch handle you"
Pull off in Challengers just to come challenge you (challenge)
Iced out the chain, Huncho Crash Bandicoot (ice)
Whole hundred bags in the trap and it's ran through (hundred)
Niggas been hatin', that's cap, you a fan too (cap)
I'm tellin' you

Real day ones, ain't nobody brand new (no)
Two choppers, call Huncho and Busta
Yeah, we be the shooters, we pop out and let loose (grrah)
I think niggas forgot, but I love remindin' you (I love remindin' you)
Couple motherf*ckers that I'm tired of talkin' to (tired of talkin' to)
While they barin' witness and they got to come see (got to come see)
Let 'em roll out the carpet, they know what we 'bout to do
What have my niggas been doin'?
Look how we runnin' right through 'em
Send him somewhere that he can't be found (get him)
Bullets from the chopper chew him (brr)

Nigga lit, now try to calm him down
Smokin' that shit, watch me cop a pound
Everything about me glowin' now (glowin')
Everything about me frozen
The way I be floodin' the street, got 'em closin' down (uh)
F*ckin' shit up like the sewage was stopped up
Niggas know what's up as soon as we pop up
Pockets at a deficit, get your guap up (better get it, nigga)
Gurggle while I sip a little Honey Jack
Me and Quavo laughin' while you spit your little funny rap (jokes, jokes, jokes)
And you will never get your money back (we're back in this bitch, goin' crazy)
Everything about me super
Niggas'll watch how I ride the wave, then they copy my shit in the future
Bust yo' head and gave you tumors
You niggas salute the way that I maneuver
Run at my gate, I'm poppin' at intruders (huh)
You come for my place you gotta face my shooters (my shooters)
Let's get 'em
Cut a nigga down a size like I was a chainsaw
Lot of niggas lookin' like they shoppin' at the same store
When I pull up, only here to give you what you came for
Now everybody on the main floor
Niggas knowin' everything about me, we'll remain raw (ha)
Wildin' and they rushin' through the main door
Had to spot a gun, I got exactly what they paid for

Run it up (gone)
Count it up (go)
We need a Brink's truck, we goin' bulletproof
We goin' tactical like we got shit to lose
I told her, "Suck it, quit talkin', no interviews"
Run it up (gone)
Count it up (go, I'm tellin' you)

Real day ones, ain't nobody brand new (no)
Two choppers, call Huncho and Busta
Yeah, we be the shooters, we pop out and let loose (grrah)
I think niggas forgot, but I love remindin' you (I love remindin' you)
Couple motherf*ckers that I'm tired of talkin' to (tired of talkin' to)
While they barin' witness and they got to come see (got to come see)
Let 'em roll out the carpet, they know what we 'bout to do
What have my niggas been doin'? (What you doin')
Look how we runnin' right through 'em (what we doin'?)
Send him somewhere that he can't be found (get him)
I don't think you really knew him

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BEACH BALL

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (sho')
Blowin' money fast, man, I'ma be Rick Ross (Hitmaka)

Uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks
Bitch ride a boat like it's a seesaw
Check your bags and your pussy-girl 'fore you depart (ho)
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Dolce & Gabana, spoil him in Neiman Marcus
Bitch put a cop down, why you keep coughin'?
Put her in the ocean, bet she suck at beach ball (ball)
Hoes moving up and down, seasaw (saw)
Give me backshots, now it's back to D.R (yup)
Fly you out to P.R., can't put you in no Dior (D)
Look into my eyes, you could tell I want a D boy (D)
Poppin' wheelies on that dick, he thinkin' I'm from B'more
We should've been friends but I know you wanna be more (hey)
Touch my first M, niggas know I gotta see more (sheesh)
Seen your nigga in my ends and you know I had to detour
Flew in first class just to sit up by the seashore (sheesh)
You can't f*ck me in no G4

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (Buss)
Blowin' money fast, man, I'ma be Rick Ross (BIA, BIA)

Look, see, I inflated the plot
Ever since the day of crack sales I upgraded the block, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Louis and that Gucci make her bug and Birked off
And drag me to a dressing room and give me top until she coughin'
Waterfallin', suckin' on these beach balls
And all these bitches walkin' round me talkin' 'bout, "I miss you"
Never kiss 'em but I always hit 'em back to D.R
Shawty, yes, I see ya, who the f*ck you thinkin' we are?
Think you 'bout to come up? See, them thoughts, you better ignore
F*ck you think you're foolin' tryna come off like a sweetheart?
Think we more than homies? You's a motherf*ck-
F*ck these records up in ways you've never seen it before
Bustin' everybody ass on records when I record 'em
Light shinin', nigga, lookin' at me like, "Is he God?"
A-ha, make sure your in your shit when we start

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (sho')
Blowin' money fast, man, I'ma be Rick Ross (Ross)

Uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks
Bitch ride a boat like it's a seesaw
Check your bags and your pussy-girl 'fore you depart (ho)
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Louis and that Gucci make her bug and Birked off
And drag me to a dressing room and give me top until she coughin'
Waterfallin', suckin' on these beach balls
And all these bitches walkin' round me talkin' 'bout, "I miss you"
Give me backshots, now it's back to D.R

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COULD IT BE YOU

You know my lifestyle different
Baby, the bag chase consistent
I got a bad case of gettin' it (sheesh)
I need a sad face to stick with
You might be the one that I split with
Could it be you?
Tell me, would you hold it down if I go OT?
Would you stick around and believe me?
If we ain't got trust, baby, we can't be

Welcome you inside my circumference
Celebrate this union, bouquet of flowers in bunches
Remain this swift at change, we're making needed adjustments
Introduce you to this generation, the wealth in abundance
Give you the semi, then question if you gon' keep it tucked
When in at my struggle, I question if you gon' keep me up
There's no delusion because you give me a freaky f*ck
No confusion, the profit margins for me to stop
We get it different from the departure
From the way this water glisten when the light in the club get darker
You standing strong on my square, just respect a nigga posture
Building mini countries quick with my venture capital partners, bag different

You know my lifestyle different
Baby, the bag chase consistent
I got a bad case of gettin' it (sheesh)
I need a sad face to stick with
You might be the one that I split with
Could it be you?
Tell me, would you hold it down if I go OT?
Would you stick around and believe me?
If we ain't got trust, baby, we can't be

And you know the bag, it's consistent
I brag a lil' different, the bag a lil' different these days (ayy)
And I know these hoes got they ways (got they ways)
And they do anything to get paid
I went MIA (ayy) just to get a lil' me time
A lil' free time (yeah), had a bunch of shit on my mind
Know I'ma be a superstar so I'm enjoying the climb
I'm in Dubai with some hoes, I'm enjoying my time
Hit up Saks, get some shoes that can go with my iron
And I ain't talking steak when I tell you I'm in my prime
As long as you fine, I like how all my hoes combine
My diamonds gon' shine, they shoot you if you get out of line

You know my lifestyle different
Baby, the bag chase consistent
I got a bad case of gettin' it (sheesh)
I need a sad face to stick with
You might be the one that I split with
Could it be you?
Tell me, would you hold it down if I go OT?
Would you stick around and believe me?
If we ain't got trust, baby, we can't be

Might change your life over night, baby
Respect that check, it ain't lightweight
I just don't care what the price say
I can take you there 'cause you should be
Overseas, on a plane
Not trippin' over anything
Take you to the places it don't ever rain
We can do whatever that the money brings

You know my lifestyle different
Baby, the bag chase consistent
I got a bad case of gettin' it (sheesh)
I need a sad face to stick with
You might be the one that I split with
Could it be you?
Tell me, would you hold it down if I go OT?
Would you stick around and believe me?
If we ain't got trust, baby, we can't be

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LUXURY LIFE

Yeah
Aye, you gon' hold me down mama?
Best believe in me, daddy, now what you 'bout to do?
Secure another win, just to bring it back and empower you
The other dude I was with
We ain't talkin' about that coward, boo
'Cause you my lil' sis, so don't turn that pussy into sour fruit
Never that, let me rap, f*ck the cap 'cause girls is players too, remember that?
Yeah you know just how to act, oh yeah
You learned from the best, that's a fact, if a nigga violate you, I'ma black
Be cautious, was raised by teachers that was flawless
We 'bout to make 'em nauseous, forget about the flaws, you know I'm gorgeous
Talk that shit, yeah, yeah
You love it when I talk my shit
Mhm, you know just who the boss is
We got a lot, peep the way these niggas f*ckin' with the bop
Pray on our downfall and we supposed to stop?
Shit is funny, right?
How we get money like
In indescribable ways they can't copy
You niggas know my body

Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots
'Cause we gon' spend whatever
Luxury life, we livin' over the top
No one can do it better
They try to reject so I ain't ever alone
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone

Yo, every time that I touch it, you know it's flammable
The game that I be feedin' you, hope you got some collateral
The way I function, you tryna figure out my mechanicals
F*ck flowers, it's time to give me the whole botanical
See, when I pull up and park in the intersection
When you see me, you supposed to see yourself in my reflection
The sunlight reflectin' off the moon
If you don't mention me as one of the greatest
Your train of thought is no exception

Mm, come on Busta, I'm immaculate
The way I'm attackin' these bitches, trackin' it
They askin' how I'm havin' it
Put numbers on the board, Billboard
That's where I'm trappin' at
Big plaques, platinum and gold, up in my habitat
Living my best life, why they mad at that?
Already went number one, yeah, they could have it back
I don't even drive, I just sit and roll up in the back
He wanna get high then slide up in this kitty cat

Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots
'Cause we gon' spend whatever
Luxury life, we livin' over the top
No one can do it better
They try to reject so I ain't ever alone
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone

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BIG EVERYTHING

Shooter
Serious shooter
It's Baby, look

I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (yeah)
F*cking all the bitches (yeah) give them hoes the runaround
All I ever knew the girl to be was just a freak (a freak)
I'ma let the world think that she a woman now
To go get some CDs, I sold niggas remixes
I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound
Used to wrap 'em fast, I was Busta Rhymes
Them niggas had 'em thirty-five, I had 'em twenty-nine
Every day a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times
Had a foreign car, mink coat, I rode around, buy the car
Throw the tint on and I roll around
Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it

Niggas sick when we pull up, you know how we with it
Then cop every bottle, get drunk and then spill it all over the place
(Hold up, watch my shoes, I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you?)
Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted (uh-huh)
Drinkin' every bottle 'til a nigga get nauseous (uh-huh)
Hundred bitches by a nigga, all of them gorgeous (uh-huh)
Hundred thousand on a nigga, more in the office
Hand pick an eater bitch, box of chocolates (uh-huh)
Beat it little nigga 'fore I cock the targets (uh-huh)
Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus
Money I throw at bitches, cop Boxster Porsches
Get that dough, shawty, get that ho for me (get it)
Yeah, shawty sip that slow (uh-huh)
Bring it back, girl, go 'head and put it on a nigga like
Like you tryna get another go
Yeah, bitches acting like they throwing money with bosses (uh-huh)
You don't wanna do that, cut some of your losses (uh-uh)
Every single thing about a nigga enormous
Lot of gold on a nigga and the diamonds is flawless
See, you motherf*ckers could never do the shit I be doing
The best that you knew and been shaking and moving
And showing and proving, you know that we chewing and business is booming
Don't come around me playing 'cause I ain't never fooling with none of you niggas (aw, shit)
And when I spit, it's spooky to some of you niggas
To tell 'em the truth, see, I ain't moving with none of you niggas
And body shit 'til it's time to be gone, f*ck up the building
'Til I leave and I'm done with you niggas

Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything
I been workin' all day and all night (all night)
Everything is alright, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything

Yes, we see y'all, and most of you niggas is B-balls and straight total recalls
You won't understand this shit we on
F*ck around, buy the bar, get your drink on
The owner, he'll f*ck with me, he let me smoke my lil' reefer
What you drinkin', 'yac and tequila? (What you drinking?)
You drinking it straight or you need you some ice?
I look like I just walked out the freezer (ice)
Oh, she like her shit straight, she don't chase it
Bitch, that ain't no ice tray, that's a bracelet
Yeah, say she can't wait to get naked (uh-huh)
Do your thing, bitch, I make you my favorite
She say she won't eat my dick every day, I say no, she gon' take it (no)
I need a minute now 'cause I'm a millionaire, make niggas millionaires
Tell I handle business, have the Lamborghini spinning out
Maybach truck, Maybach car, they can't see in 'cause it's tinted
Can't see us 'til we drop the window
Unrecline the seats, let the tray out, close the curtain and eat
Today, we having seabass and spinach
Give a f*ck 'bout your image
Please do not talk to me until I'm done, nigga, wait 'til I'm finished
I'll leave you a blemish
Swellin' all over your face, f*ck it, I'll make you diminish
Use thirty-day tags when you spending
Big smile, who the dentist?
I can keep the whole label independent
Anything out my mouth that I say, then I motherf*ckin' did it
Bitch bad like Dennis the Menace (go)
On a private to Venice
F*cked all her friends, left 'em back in New York, making all of 'em jealous
Order more sweaters
Niggas so cold, had to warm 'em up, then I called all of my fellas
The inside every car made of leather (yeah, yeah)
Waste the drink, change the car, it's whatever
While shopping, I copped me some Dior and Dolce and then I went and copped a couple Margielas
I sip from a couple wine cellars
The fans write a couple wild letters
See, I'm a nigga that'll always give thanks, I'm friends with a couple bank tellers
They let me skip lines at the bank, they call me Mr. Kirk
The clerks know that I'm paid, so they flirt (let's go)
Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt
Want the change, want the chains, gotta work
Locking in, clocking in
On an overnight in your state, I press a button, open up the gate, I'm driving in
Nigga, I ain't squashing shit
F*ck a white flag, it's a problem right now if we ever had a problem then
Ain't got too much to say 'cause she swallowing
Want me to open up the gate, you gotta call it in
She a naughty girl, I pull up on lil' baby rocking Nautica
She begging me to put it on her face, I told her, "Not again" (not again)
I go wherever the f*ck I want, it ain't no signing in (uh-uh)
I do whatever the f*ck I want, don't like it? Try me then
She put my dick and both of my balls in her mouth
And I stand there in disbelief with my hand on my head wondering how she got 'em in (f*ck)
Every time we move, you know a nigga gotta win
We got a bag and every DJ nigga got a spin
When we f*ck up everything in the building, all of a sudden, nigga got a whole lot again
Give me one more line, OG, one more line (yeah, nigga)
You know we drown niggas with heat, I hope you know you gotta swim
Okay, one more line, just one more line, one more line
Despite you know we coming to eat, you know we got up in the gym

Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything
I been workin' all day and all night (all night)
Everything is alright, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything

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ROBOSHOTTA

Yeah
We gon' show a nigga how blackout is supposed to feel

I kick a bwoy face off like we playin' soccer
I got that white you can call it Cyndi Lauper
I hope you don't front, duke a meet your baby mother
I f*ck your bitch more than you and you her baby father
My passport pregnant, niggas call me globe trotter
Fresh dip, nigga stay in Dolce & Gabbana
See every time me do it, yes, me haffi do it proper
And when me in di building, bitch, you know you don't matta, matta, matta
Yeah, here wid a whole heap a shotta
Dem have wuleap a gun and di whole a dem a choppa
Bow, bow, bow, shots fly, Waka Flocka
I oversee my bread, my bitches count my every dollar

Can you hear me now?
It's still
They said it still echo
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?

Yeah, man a god to a demon, that we can agree on
Pledge your allegiance to better not involve me
Word to every diamond in my Jesus piece
Serious, re-re-real headbanger
Yuh spot a get lit up, we a suicide bomber
Like it's a spell, we a spend we whole life on that
Sumaddy kill fi di flex, sumaddy die fi di banner
Somebody try kill somebody then somebody gun jam up
Now somebody cyan' stand up
Woi
Walk and live
Talk and get blam up
Badmind dem backbite and plan up
We nuh tek bad up
That mathematics don't add up
Yeah, they call me Burna Boy, but I'm a full-grown adult
No sign a weakness

Can you hear me now?
It's still
They said it still echo
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?

Riding with tree man in a Benz like Spragga
Come fi melt dung yuh whole block wid di lava
Choppa nyam off yuh flesh, coming like piranha
Bullet lick you dung and mek yuh drop inna di water
Likkle yute, have manners when you a talk to yuh father
Mi and Burna, come fi kill yuh wid a scorcha
Free Kartel before di man turn in a martyr
We come fi f*ck up everyting, yuh know di order

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TINGS

Ayy, sheesh (uh)
Ayy, ayy (ting)
Ayy, ting, do it again
Ayy (uh), ayy
Ayy (ting)
Ayy, ting, do it again
Ayy, uh

Shining like I was a bright light (ayy)
Money on Mayweather fight night (ayy, ting)
Global six thousand my whole flight (ayy, ting, do it again)
(Ayy, uh) Why you have me acting psycho? (Ayy)
Do not make me f*ck your wife, bro (ayy, ting)
You read what I said, f*ck a typo (ayy, tings, do it again)
(Ayy, uh, sheesh) They ringing the siren now (ayy), we going up nigga
Yeah (ayy, ting)
F*ck up the place 'til they fight, bruh (ayy, ting, do it again)
I can do this shit all night, yo (ayy, uh), come again
We gotta do it (ayy), lyrics combined with the nice flow (ayy, ting)
Look how we got niggas hype though (ayy, ting, do it again)
Neptunes and Bust Rhymes excite those (ayy, uh)
Y'all saw the pictures on the Gram, right nigga? (Ayy)
Explosive like nitro (ayy, ting)
Got niggas back in the right zone (ayy, tings, do it again)
(Ayy, uh) I see couple chicks that I might bone (ayy)
Cop me more whips and more nice homes (ayy, ting)
We can talk if you call on the right phone (ayy, ting, do it again)

(Ayy, uh, sheesh, ayy) Light this bitch up like a flashlight (ayy, ting)
Do the same shit we did last night (ayy, tings, do it again)
(Ayy, uh, sheesh, ayy) Spliff Star, where's the ad-lib? (Ayy, ting)
Celebrate big like the bag big (ayy, tings, do it again)

(Ayy, uh) Watch how I hold down the damn fort (ayy)
Travel so much, need new passports (ayy, ting)
Drop kick your ass, kiss the asphalt (ayy, ting, do it again)
(Ayy, uh) Bust legal shots in this bitch now, nigga (grah, grah, grah, grah, grah, grah, grah, grah)
Mayday (ting), better have all my bread when it's payday (ayy, ting, do it-)
Bugatti parked at the raceway (ayy, uh, sheesh)
Sound the alarm again for 'em (ayy), we up, nigga (ayy, ting)
Bitch, we be sicker than Bellevue (ayy, ting)
Eat everything off the menu (do it again, ayy, uh)
Now you know we back to wyld' shit up (ayy)
I've been only trying to tell you (ayy, ting)
Who was holding this coke I'ma sell to (ayy, tings, let's do it again)
(Ayy, uh, sheesh, ayy)

Light this bitch up like a flashlight (ayy, ting)
Do the same shit we did last night (ayy, tings, do it again)
(Ayy, uh, sheesh, ayy) Spliff Star, where's the ad-lib? (Ayy, ting)
Celebrate big like the bag big (ayy, tings do it again)

Ayy, uh (sheesh), ayy
Ayy (ting), ayy (ting), do it again
Ayy, uh (sheesh), ayy
Ayy (ting), ayy (ting), do it again
Ayy, uh, ayy
Ayy, ting, ayy, ting, do it again
Ayy, uh, ayy
Ayy, ting, ayy, ting, do it-
Ayy, uh (sheesh), ayy
Ayy, ting, ayy, ting

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THE RETURN OF MANSA MUSA

Yeah
Push on his chest and see if he breathe
I called the ambulance already, um
Jesus
Bus'

It's the return of Mansa Musa (mm-hm)
Game changin' shit for the future (okay)
Shout my nigga Swizz the producer (aw)
He got 'em hollerin' again like a rooster
Take a couple pull off my hookah (that's right)
Couple bottles, let them chill in the cooler (yeah)
Talk tough on your computer
You don't want me callin' my shooter, probably throw you off the roof, bruh
My bitch'll turn you into stone like Medusa (voodoo)
Rob a nigga shorty, a booster (oh yeah)
My warriors be moving like troopers
Most you corny niggas is putas
While I f*cked a bad bitch (?)
With pretty young friends, but shorty a cougar (okay)
I'm the father of this shit, you a junior, everything about me super

Gun blazing, I'm a soldier
From Accra to Nova Scotia
Run home, go tell your mother
Go home, go tell your father
Crown me now, I'm a warrior
I'm a warrior
Run home, go tell your mother
Go home, go tell your father

I'ma tell you what I'm gon' do
Set it off when I'm on the left
Set it off when I'm on the right
I'ma take this bitch down tonight
The head honcho
Partyin' like we down in the Congo
Shit, like she only like hearing the bongos
Charter the private to Morocco
We be doing this shit a lot though
Shorty back of the private feeding me Roscoe's
Full up a nigga like a pot roast
She love my fragrance, way it flowed up in her nostrils
Just hit 'em with another combo
F*ck the talk, let's get back to the money pronto
Sniff all this coke and get a snot nose
This warrior leaving shorty at the Le Montrose

Gun blazing, I'm a soldier
From Accra to Nova Scotia
Run home, go tell your mother
Go home, go tell your father
Crown me now, I'm a warrior
I'm a warrior
Run home, go tell your mother
Go home, go tell your father

Ayy, ayy, ayy, jeez
Ayy, ayy, ayy, jeez
Jeez, jeez, damn
Bus', goddamn
Whoa, whoa
Damn
Listen

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STAND UP

Y'all really be talkin' too much
Singin' and singin', and
Singin' and singin', and singin', and
Y'all got too much conversations incriminatin' yourselves
We really thought you was standup
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and
Singin' and singin', and singin', and
Singin' and singin', and singin', and
We really thought you was standup
Havin' conversations, incriminatin' yourselves
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and
We really thought you was standup (huh, uh)

If you're not on my timin'
You best get out my way, yeah
VVS, see man shinin', yeah
Rolex, I iced that face
You wanna peep designer, yeah
You knew I got that taste, yeah
When you go buy designer, yeah, you're gonna see mans face

We celebratin', while I give it a (ayy)
Bust open bottles and live it up (oh)
Before the cameras, this a different sandwich, you step in the building and lift it up (ayy)
We kill all the snitches like fentanyl, go 'head and sniff it up (ayy)
Bitch, when the coast is clear, for all you to pull up and big it up (big it up)

Y'all really be talkin' too much
Singin' and singin', and
Singin' and singin', and singin', and
Y'all got too much conversations incriminatin' yourselves
We really thought you was standup
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and
Singin' and singin', and singin', and
Singin' and singin', and singin', and
We really thought you was standup
Havin' conversations, incriminatin' yourselves
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and
We really thought you was standup

Don't do snitches, don't do snakes
Don't do rats, I don't do jakes
All my drip real, don't do fakes
Keep it real, it goes two ways
Let a bad B go to waste
Shiesty mask, no face, no case
Nothing can ever stop my shine
Then we'll pull up, I'm burn the place

You don't want to do that (switchy)
Never-ever, no

Go zoom, zoom, zoom
Jump in that Ferrari, it go zoom, zoom, zoom
Smokin' marijuana, I see fume, fume, fume
Ladies say they love me, love the shrooms, shrooms, shrooms
Always been the highest in the room, room, room
My baby, she the flyest in the room, room, room
She got like Louis, Prada, Dior, baby, damn, she got poom, poom, poom, yeah

Yeah, I love the way you move, ah, baby
No snitchin' on me
I love the way you move, ah, baby
No switchin' on me
I love the way you move
I love to show and prove
I love the way you groove (ah)
No switchin' on me (yeah)
No switchin' on me (oh, no, no, no)
No switchin' on me (uh, yeah)
I love the way you move, my baby (oh, no, no, no)
No snitchin' on me (shit)
No switchin' on me (shit)
No switchin' on me (shit)
No switchin' on me (ah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want to get lit to the club
Sip some champagne, pop, pop, pop, pop
Meet some gyal, then chill with the guys
Never know, you might be my one
Ooh, wow, skip to the club
Sip some champagne, pop, pop, pop, pop
Meet some gyal, then off with the guys
Never know, she might be my one, yeah

Don't stop (hey)
Don't stop (hey)
Don't stop (hey)
Don't stop (hey)
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh Lord

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OPEN WIDE

I put my hand inna your sugar jar
You a superstar
Gyal, it's you and I, yeah
When we alone, girl, we can do it loud
Gyal, it's do or die
Come on, baby, just open wide
'Pen wide, 'pen wide
Baby, baby, you open wide
'Pen wide (ayy), 'pen wide (ayy), 'pen wide (ayy, uh)

See you's a troublemaker? Let's cause some trouble (trouble)
Bust a bottle of Rosé, let the bottle bubble
Take a sip of the bottle while you unloosen my buckles (loosen my buckles)
F*ck what they think, they can't f*ck with this power couple (power couple)
The way you got me feeling, girl, I think we better go
Then get to making love on the balcony of the Delano
Presidential suite, full of loving that's unconditional
'Til I taste your soul on your tongue, see, what we we doing is spiritual
Mami, see what I'ma do it put you in a coma, yo
And watch you sleep like a baby and sip me a Corona slow
Wining and dining on an island daydreaming
Two doves laying on the table where we brunching and eating
We smile and tryna decipher the symbol and the meaning
And we look back at each other while we sip a little Riesling
Lots of love in every evening, squeezing hard
When I reminisce over you, my god

I put my hand inna your sugar jar
You a superstar
Gyal, it's you and I, yeah
When we alone, girl, we can do it loud
Gyal, it's do or die
Come on, baby, just open wide
'Pen wide, 'pen wide
Baby, baby, you open wide
'Pen wide (ayy), 'pen wide (ayy), 'pen wide (ayy, uh)

It's alright (alright), you got my number
Call me when you need more
And that dress (ooh), I got you under
I'ma try to make you open wide ('pen wide)
'Pen wide ('pen wide), 'pen wide ('pen wide)
Baby, I got you open wide
'Pen wide, 'pen wide (ayy-ayy), 'pen wide (ayy)

Ah Shenseea
O-P-E-N, if you bust quick
Mi ah ticket yuh for speeding
Only time you leave ah if I hit yuh leavin'
Real good pussy, give you something fi believe in (I be)
Wet like a tide (I be)
Too open wide
Butt wide nuh mean some are big inna size (oh)
Boy, come to me
Pussy power make any dead man come alive

She cook mi fish up wit' mi okra
Give it to me, ma
That's how mi love it, yeah, ayy
Full up on loving, I got the open fire
Check the temperature, it got it hot up in here all night
Baby girl, yes, I see you
Di way you pulling off your clothes
Every girl tryin' to be you
Di way you come, I'll steal the show and I

I put my hand inna your sugar jar
You a superstar
Gyal, it's you and I, yeah
When we alone, girl, we can do it loud
Gyal, it's do or die
Come on, baby, just open wide
'Pen wide, 'pen wide
Baby, baby, you open wide
'Pen wide (ayy), 'pen wide (ayy), 'pen wide (ayy, uh)

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HOLD UP

Nigga, hold up
Every time my money fold up (ayy)
When I show up
Every single block, I sew up (oh)
Like a needle to the thread or a seamstress, so I tell her every time I go up (boom)
Just in case you niggas thought it couldn't happen any more, bitch, I'm forever gonna blow up

And now it's time to go, I gotta get this bread
Yo, it's time for celebration, lift a nigga throne up

A nigga travel with the money, lift a nigga soul up
Cup half-full, cup half-empty, let me bless a nigga with a whole cup
'Til we finish every bottle in this motherf*cker and a nigga need to throw up
So much dough, this shit'll spread like flour
If you ain't gettin' to the money, your pocket need to grow up (uh)
I think you speedin', little nigga, you probably need to slow up
While you runnin' in a deli, I'm pullin' out a razor and givin' niggas cold cuts
I ain't interested in partially natural asses, I wanna see a whole butt

Nigga, hold up
Every time my money fold up (ayy)
When I show up
Every single block, I sew up (oh)
Like a needle to the thread or a seamstress, so I tell her every time I go up (boom)
Just in case you niggas thought it couldn't happen any more, bitch, I'm forever gonna blow up

And now it's our turn, we gotta bust they head
Yo, it's time for celebration, watch the way we post up

Talk foul about the God, I hope you motherf*ckers choke up
To go against the team, you're livin' in a dream
And most you motherf*ckers probably even smoke dust
I pay 'em no mind, slide, I throw some money up and go rush
Ayo, we up, bitch, cool, enjoy life, tell me why you niggas actin' so tough?
Last Dragon face-ass niggas, motherf*ckers be remindin' me of Sho'nuff
We good over here, you need to focus on your own stuff
Lightin' up the party 'til we start remindin' them of old Puff

Nigga, hold up
Every time my money fold up (ayy)
When I show up
Every single block, I sew up (oh)
Like a needle to the thread or a seamstress, so I tell her every time I go up (boom)
Just in case you niggas thought it couldn't happen any more, bitch, I'm forever gonna blow up

And now it's time to go, I gotta get this bread
Yo, it's time for celebration, lift a nigga throne up

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THE HIVE

Yeah
Ah
(Meed got the keys)

Alright, she's lookin' alright
I'm thinkin' I might (might)
Ain't lookin' to
Just lookin' to pipe
Love a nigga that (ah, what?)
Love a nigga that tries
Gotta get me them kicks (kicks)
They're checkin' my size (yeah)

Lovely jugglin'
Pussy galore (yeah), nobody judgin' me (nah)
Nobody's tellin' me nothin' (nothin'), not even subtly
Hollow came in with the somethin', nobody trouble me
Waste, these niggas are fake
Don't put in that take (take)
That nigga got (what?)
Got put in his place (yeah)
You was heavy, but (what?)
That was back in the days (yeah)
Had to level up (yeah)
Now I'm back in that space
Rocks like (?)
This crack in a capsule (capsule)
Yeah, she said I'm sexy, I'm Black and I'm natural (natural)
Yeah, if it's me with your city, I'll chat me a handful (handful)
What? If I play that card, would that be a gamble?
Alright, I'm livin' that life
And I'm lookin' to slide
It's lookin' that time
It's twenty to five
Good lookin' out, I'm high
My niggas are fried
Yeah, my killer bees sting
Don't look in my hive

Yeah
Big jux ting, put your hand up, mhm
See the way the mandem stand up
One foot kick up
Amongst everyone, see the way we stand up
And we a shine pon dem
Bloodclaat boy, them a plan out
Or them a conquer
(?), boy, hold your likkle hand up
Beat them like old people with a belt
Even when we drink, and we hang out, mhm
Shots fly like a likkle missile out a rocket
Clean gun with the washcloth inna me pocket
Eediat boy, if you don't know, you better stop it, stop it
Me love the way the gyal dem, them get low and them a drop it
Legal shot, everybody have gun and them a pop it
I make them lay down flat, submission
I make them sick until them vomit
Real big chune every single time we drop it
Yeah

Alright, she's lookin' alright
I'm thinkin' I might (might)
Ain't lookin' to
Just lookin' to pipe
Love a nigga that (ah, what?)
Love a nigga that tries
Gotta get me them kicks (kicks)
They're checkin' my size

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HOMAGE

(Wheezy outta here)

All of my bread turn mustard, I spend it on yellow diamonds
And I don't f*ck with busters unless they rhymin', yeah
Busta 'round, give him my flowers every time we encounter, yeah
I don't owe a bitch shit, went from a YG to a OG, I gotta pay homage

I had to start takin' them jiggles and drinkin', that liquor be makin' me violent
I knew she was shakin' her nigga, the way I was hittin' on Caveman's Island
Hot like the chain from a stripper, she ridin' my pole, she climbin' and slidin'
I turn that ho to a housewife, you can't even spell that shit without it
I took my dawg out the project, after every show, I give him few thousand
The first time I met the ho, 'fore I sexed ho, asked her if she knew Wale
Took a Perc' and I call her, and when I try offer it, she told me she just do molly
I already got Lamb', so instead of the 'Rari, I'ma just cop the Bugatti
Had to bust a few shotters and ride for a don
Just bust a lil' thot if she f*ck for a book
Had to pull a few robberies for me to survive
Stomach talkin' and my bitch arguin' too much
I got out of prison, ran it up in two months
I start right back to spendin', boy, you gon' do what?
Shawty smokin' dick, it's a mini-hookah
I'm puttin' on my Timberlands, a nigga boo'd up

All of my bread turn mustard, I spend it on yellow diamonds
And I don't f*ck with busters unless they rhymin', yeah
Busta 'round, give him my flowers every time we encounter, yeah
I don't owe a bitch shit, went from a YG to a OG, I gotta pay homage

When I see the young G, Kodak, I love the way you be contributin' the shit that you be doin'
I done see you go to jail, come home, get shot, calm down and now I like the way you're movin'
Jewelry be priceless, I like to make the records, but I love to sit a nigga down and school him
Take the information and apply it, then become a success every single time you use 'em, yeah

Canary yellow diamond, when you see it, hope you 'preciate the mineral, yeah
Scientific with it, here to inspire the most of you so you ain't lookin' pitiful, yeah
Instead of watchin' my pocket, it's impossible to count my residuals, yeah
Every time I talk, I'm here to cut deep in the soul of every single individual, yeah
I give it to the street because I know they really wanted this
Captivated the planet and checked it off my bucket list
Drink another bottle 'til it's finished, take another piss
Grab another quarter milli', throw it on my other wrist
Yeah, close your eyes, travel with us, make another wish
Now tell your bitch to come here and give me another kiss, Kodak

All of my bread turn mustard, I spend it on yellow diamonds
And I don't f*ck with busters unless they rhymin', yeah
Busta 'round, give him my flowers every time we encounter, yeah
I don't owe a bitch shit, went from a YG to a OG, I gotta pay homage

When I see the young G, Kodak, I love the way you be contributin' the shit that you be doin'
I done see you go to jail, come home, get shot, calm down and now I like the way you're movin'
Jewelry be priceless, I like to make the records, but I love to sit a nigga down and school him
Take the information and apply it, then become a success every single time you use 'em, yeah

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LEGEND

Yeah, yeah
Real smooth like
Real smooth like
Real smooth like

I'm just feelin' good, I'm just feeling great
I been through some shit but it got handled like a man
Had to learn some lessons, had to come up with a plan
Takin' off in coach but first class is how I land
Look at how I land
I'm the greatest, no one can debate it
Brushin' off haters who mad that I made it
Niggas got mad 'cause they cannot create it
They take off and don't ever land
In the mirror, see nobody like me
I was broke and now everything pricey
Only one that was more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah

Now let us show 'em how we do
It was more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah
Now let us see the way we do
It's more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah
Yeah, I'ma give you a second
Somebody please go and call up the reverend
How we f*ck shit up, we need you to bless him
Everything legend

Ballin' like LaMelo
Nigga proud as f*ck because he comin' out the ghetto
Dog off the leash now I run the whole kennel
Hella war stories, pussy nigga, I done been you
Spider-Man, shoot a nigga down, Uncle Ben, ho
Married to the game, throwin' rice, Uncle Ben, ho
F*ck you if you hatin', yeah, I'm tryin' to offend you
You don't f*ck with me, don't lie or pretend to
You little bitch you
Ballin' like a nigga on the court
Now my f*ckin' contract lookin' like I play sports
And my pockets never empty, cup full, over poured
Never skip a f*ckin' beat, just tell my nigga press record
I'm the king of my castle and I'm also runnin' yours
I'll be runnin' through the bitches when a nigga feelin' bored
Have 'em cleanin' up the nine, make that shit one of their chores
That's enough of my f*ckin' day, Busta, tell me how was yours?

I'm just feelin' good, I'm just feeling great
I been through some shit but it got handled like a man
Had to learn some lessons, had to come up with a plan
Takin' off in coach but first class is how I land
Look at how I land
I'm the greatest, no one can debate it
Brushin' off haters who mad that I made it
Niggas got mad 'cause they cannot create it
They take off and don't ever land
In the mirror, see nobody like me
I was broke and now everything pricey
Only one that was more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah

Now let us show 'em how we do
It was more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah
Now let us see the way we do
It's more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah
Yeah, I'ma give you a second
Somebody please go and call up the reverend
How we f*ck shit up, we need you to bless him
Everything legend

Bitch, I got the feelin'
Every time I rise, they try to block me at the ceiling
I'm the reason that they add a floor up in the building
Security ain't realize that I own the motherf*cker, tryna block the way I get it
Pass a glass of DeLeon
Hundred million dollars in these bags, how I'ma get it home?
Every single dollar, gotta count it 'fore a nigga gone
Lucky, see we open 'bout that money, and that be the norm
Now listen to this song
You know we ready
Flashin' every car and crib and jewelry 'cause we petty
Splashin' every bottle of the Rose with confetti
Celebratin' life when we be in this motherf*cker and we champions already
Y'all already know the rep
Think he steppin' big but niggas know who got the biggest step
Niggas always wanna try to pull up where the throne is kept
Let's celebrate, y'all niggas know the rest

I'm just feelin' good, I'm just feeling great
I been through some shit but it got handled like a man
Had to learn some lessons, had to come up with a plan
Takin' off in coach but first class is how I land
Look at how I land
I'm the greatest, no one can debate it
Brushin' off haters who mad that I made it
Niggas got mad 'cause they cannot create it
They take off and don't ever land
In the mirror, see nobody like me
I was broke and now everything pricey
Only one that was more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah

Now let us show 'em how we do
It was more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah
Now let us see the way we do
It's more than a pipin'
Now that I'm poppin', yeah
Yeah, I'ma give you a second
Somebody please go and call up the reverend
How we f*ck shit up, we need you to bless him
Everything legend

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SLIDE

Oh, y'all niggas actin' like we ain't had a seasoning still
Y'all niggas is actin' like we ain't still feeding the streets the full course meal
F*ck the appetizer, f*ck the hors d'ouvre
Y'all thought we couldn't get the club back?
Nigga, I own the lease of the club, nigga
Tedsmooth, you told me to skate on 'em?

Slide, ayy, watch yourself, I know
Watch your step, watch yourself, I know
Slide, did I stutter? Ayy
Wa-wa-watch yourself
Slide, ayy, watch yourself, I know
Watch your step, watch yourself, I know
Slide, did I stutter? Ayy
Wa-wa-watch yourself

Back to causing another cardiac
Wearing Louis while sipping some Louis cognac
I know you're vexxed how I'm making your little shorty act
Still on the corner, my nigga, you really corny, black
Ayo, Teddy, you really brought it back
It's criminal how you call me to get up on a track
In the club we throwin' another rack
Bitch, I'm the nicest, you know it's a motherf*ckin' fact
Yeah, what we doin'? What we doin'?
What we doin', nigga?
Wash you niggas just like a laundromat
I'm floodin' the street, they continue thinkin' I'm on the crack

Ayy, watch yourself, I know
Watch your step, watch yourself, I know
Slide, did I stutter? Ayy
Wa-wa-watch yourself
Slide, ayy, watch yourself, I know
Watch your step, watch yourself, I know
Slide, did I stutter? Ayy
Wa-wa-watch yourself

'Nother seizure, another heart attack
Kill every country, no need to look at the Almanac
Throw the heat in the streets, you see I'm the quarterback
Ayy, homie, you'll not believe me to even wanna scrap
I'm on Biggie with Timberlands and a lumberjack
With illest bangers, I'm heating you with another batch
See I'm the problem whenever you hear me on a track
I f*ck 'em up, they can raid the crib with another plaque
Soon I'm steppin', y'all niggas wanna act
See, I'm the nicest in case you needed another fact
Don't get caught up inside another trap
See how we comin' and givin' you all another slap

Ayy, watch yourself, I know
Watch your step, watch yourself, I know
Slide, did I stutter? Ayy
Wa-wa-watch yourself
Slide, ayy, watch yourself, I know
Watch your step, watch yourself, I know
Slide, did I stutter? Ayy
Wa-wa-watch yourself

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LEGACY

That shits incomplete without me f*ckin' it up
Showin' some love, you should be rollin' with us
Well, that shits just incomplete without me, it don't sound right
I call you back in my downtime, I found me, look at my old life
Like that shits incomplete
Check out my melody
Come meet my legacy

Uh, okay, like we just wanna ball and go travel around the world, uh
Flyin' out to LA, I'm partying with the girls
We was takin' all these shots and these bitches about to hurl
And yeah, my palms keep on itchin', I swear I'm gettin' this urge
Chirp, chirp, these bitches be movin' around like birds
We on the red carpet stuntin', these niggas gettin' alerts
My whole team out the country, I'm askin' 'em what's the word? (Okay)
We wanna ball in London, we flyin' out straight to Turks (okay)
We handlin' the business, we doin' it on our terms
And they keep watchin' how we shittin', I swear they gotta observe, yeah
We just keep on winnin', uh, we gon' keep on shining
These brand new f*ckin' diamonds, the shit is perfect timing
We out in LA in the hills and you just really runnin' down
Swear the shit we do is really it, that shit is f*ckin' timeless
Yeah, da-da-da-da
Baby girl, come enjoy this ride
Cartier frames, I swear my vision be blind
Yeah, we just keep on going up and all these niggas surprised

That shits incomplete without me f*ckin' it up
Showin' some love, you should be rollin' with us
Well, that shits just incomplete without me, it don't sound right
I call you back in my downtime, I found me, look at my old life
Like that shits incomplete
Check out my melody
Come meet my legacy

And y'all see who it is, yup, yeah, we exhaustin' 'em
I pull up with my family, steppin' inside with all of 'em
Became this indescribable human you see because of 'em
Being a father to my kids is my greatest reward to them
The crown-holders is present, you know the answers (what?)
My sons is with they stylist, my daughters, they gettin' pampered up
Diamonds in they cuff links sure to get your reaction, but
We still sparkle bright like Cascade when we be in the cut
I got my kids together, sisters and they brothers
Everybody happy, though I wasn't speakin' to they mothers
Shit gettin' better, why we still fightin', boo?
Afterparty poppin', all my baby moms invited too
Yeah, y'all wanna dance with me, all y'all
Wifey cool, she makin' sure y'all have a ball (ball)
Yeah, da-da-da-da
Drape you up in lots of Prada, Prada
Water drippin' off me, Acqua Panna
And still we hotter than the lava

That shits incomplete without me f*ckin' it up
Showin' some love, you should be rollin' with us
Well, that shits just incomplete without me, it don't sound right
I call you back in my downtime, I found me, look at my old life
Like that shits incomplete
Check out my melody
Come meet my legacy

It's crazy how I used to run in the studio to make these songs
So I could feed my children
Now I'm making these songs with my children
I wanna thank my kids
Trillian, Cie, and Rai
For joining me on this banger right here
Wanna big up my other kids
T'ziah
T'Khi
Sicario
Salute to my nephew, Elijah
Cream Puff
Ayo
I love you, mommy
I love you, daddy
The legacy

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IF YOU DON'T KNOW NOW YOU KNOW

Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust, that masterful thinker?
Good to see you again, since you and Ride were at the Grammys killin'
What's happenin'? Everything good, how the hell have you been?
It's been a strong five years since we last checked in
Ayo, been strategically movin' the chess pieces on the chess board
Yeah, you see me, the way that I been creepin' on 'em, yes Lord (nice)
You see it
Let's take a ride on the personal side
Where the good, bad, and ugly seem to always collide
And you always seem to survive any cards you've been dealt
So tell me where you're currently at with your physical health (okay)
And while I always kill, it's always someone that's tryna curse me
I gotta give thanks, I'm blessed, and, yes, I'm completely healthy
And I love when niggas talk and despise me, so I let 'em
See, the answer to show niggas better than you can tell 'em
You've had to deal with a lot of real-life drama
What do you say to those people that's just callin' it karma?
I ain't gotta say shit to 'em, it's the balance of life
You gotta through love and hell if you want it to turn out right
And despite the turbulence, if it's my karma to keep winnin'
I hope the karma continues 'til angel voices is singin' to me
See, I embrace with open arms what karma's bringin' to me
Hope y'all embrace these bombs in this movie
Thirty years plus since Bus grabbed the microphone
And now I understand you're back with Sylvia Rhone?
You're motherf*ckin' right
See, me and the boss lady move tight
In my career, she's been the brightest light
Back in the day, it was tapes, wax, and CDs
Now it's TikTok, MP3s, and digital streams
A lot's changed since you first came in the frame
Wanna know your opinion on the state of the game
The state of the game is cool and I respect the evolution
But when it comes to business, it gotta be a better solution
Seems like the more things change, the more they stay the same
Explain what's goin' on with this big-ass chain
Ayo, see I don't buy jewels to stunt no more, call me mineral investor
I buy shit I can pass down like all of my ancestors
Big diamonds, big gold for the whole world to see
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
Man, the shit was necessary and needed and so essential
The shit was legendary, historical, monumental
Black excellence suited, lookin' so godly, exceptional
Me, Mr. Lewis, and Scratchator lookin' professional
Price different than what it was before, please move the decimal
See Robert F. Smith and Earn Your Leisure was incredible
This year at the Grammy was one for the ages
Tell me why you always amaze us every time you on stages
Now, I appreciate the acknowledgement, let 'em read the articles
The thing me and my crew posses is called the god particle
Our passion on that stage that make other niggas look horrible
The conquerors on stage is like you doin' the impossible
My nigga Spliff is Neo in the Matrix, I'm the Oracle
And when we step up on that stage, it becomes a problem that's unsolvable
It's a testament to the way you do things
And I gotta ask, how dope was is to be on tour with Wu-Tang?
Correction, I was on tour with Wu-Tang and Nas
The audience had a lot of gangsters and beautiful broads
Every night was a family reunion and gathering of gods
F*cked it up every show, every evening, I needed a massage, shit
Back to the stage with a microphone, peep how the gods spit
I'm celebrating, bring me a queen with some large tits
You, Scratchator, and Spliff put it down every night, and
If Spliff can't go, Big Tigger be the hypeman
No? Then tell me who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell and Timbaland and Swizz
Listen to this
I wrapped this present up proper, now I'm liftin' a gift
The greatest minds came together so the culture will shift
We gave you something more potent for you niggas to sniff
'Til we delivered, you probably thought this shit was a myth
And disappears in smoke like it was steamin' or piff
Dreamin' that we was close friends like it was me and Spliff
Man, I can't wait 'til that new shit drop
'Specially the same year we celebratin' fifty years of hip-hop
Plus you're an all-time great, we can agree
But tell me what you want your legacy to be
Well, everything about my whole genetic make-up been stamped
My legacy the greatest, intercontinental champ
I ain't talkin' 'bout you, Tigg, but if somebody wanna doubt it
Go tell 'em do they research, I don't need to talk about it
Okay, let's talk about the scene
When you got teary-eyed on BET gettin' your Lifetime Achievement
I'm sayin' true indeed, when I got the call, I couldn't believe it
All the sacrifices I had to go through just to receive it
Missin' precious moments with my kids like the planets collidin'
The lesser of the two evils so I could keep providin'
Such a celebratory moment, everything was pleasant
My kids was with me in the room, so my legacy was present
Nice, it's almost time for us to break here
Before we go, is there anything else you wanna make clear?
Yeah, I wanna make it clear I hope y'all people honor it
Kiss this ring while you respect my conglomerate
God bless, I wish you the best, keep doin' it bigger
And thanks for sittin' down to kick it with your boy Big Tigger
Bus, you had an amazing career (facts)
But if this track snaps, then we gotta run it back next year
And I'm sorry interview time is up and it gotta end
Next time we pull up on each other, we can do this shit again
And if you don't know, now you know
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

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Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes