We Put it Down for Yall Lyrics by Busta Rhymes

We Put it Down for Yall Lyrics

    shit is about to get real serious
    Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad, Swizz Beatz, check it out

    [verse 1]
    yo it's like tic tac toe
    the god is back, make bitches say hoe
    blow shit, roast ya than down in Waco
    big foot raps nigga let's make dough
    pull up to the lot, valet the Range Rove
    flyer 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 play slow
    junior varsity niggas while we play pro
    ringside seats we all in the same row
    like a crew of bitches pull up and dodge the ragos
    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

    [CHORUS:]
    Callin all live niggas
    BOOYAH!!
    Callin all live bitches
    OOH OOOOH!!
    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 OOOOH!!
    Yes I hold a crown for y'all
    Say what?
    Flipmode put it down for y'all
    YEAH, YEAH!!

    [verse 2]
    yeah, 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 something 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

    [CHORUS 2X]

    so remarkable
    classic rugged nigga music
    big truck shit
    20 inch rims on a UConn or something
    a fuckin Escalade, Navigator

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