Lyrics:
ass
Hocus... Pocus... Focus
Smoke this watch Busta Rhymes the dopest
Hit y'all niggas with the bomb diagnosis
Slum Village hot shit and you know
Money)
Yeah, I know you got me homie (Busta-Bust, I got you)
Real talk (I'm goin' in)
Get 'em killa
I'm about to blast off, call it rocket science
Money)
Yeah, I know you got me homie (Busta-Bust, I got you)
Real talk (I'm goin' in)
Get 'em killa
I'm about to blast off, call it rocket science
How y'all feel out there?
Aw yeah, alright aight, check this out
One, two, three, in the place to be
As it is plain to see
He is DJ Run, and I am
How y'all feel out there?
Aw yeah, alright aight, check this out
One, two, three, in the place to be
As it is plain to see
He is DJ Run, and I am
rhymes
For your boy pick a bell in the bathroom
Penalized doing it till he get tired of ya boy
That shit between me and you niggas
Then trying to figure
of you bitches, I'll put yo brain in stitches
This remix for real niggaz who get money to trenches
Check my resume nigga, I got that one hitta quitta
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo somebody tell steven speilberg & george lucas
Thank you for directing this movie (Hahahaha)
(Hashemeke hayla ha
don't start to get nervous now that we up in the spot
We've been certified for years, you gonna love it a lot
[Chorus]
[Jay Dee]
Who, me? That
Maybach was way back
Now you got nothin' to show for
(chauffeur) it whatever I want I go get
Paid for, I ain't owin' shit
Drop a check, you in debt
That's
on the turnpike (break it down)
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times, so ya ass is lame
I'm down to die for this shit, all I need is
While I be Busta Rhymes you still be whoever your name is
In my past life the world felt my mega blast
Now in my present life I'ma still bust your
-mate, motherfucker, game's over, we won
Tweedle-dee, tweedle-dum
Fuckin' dummies
This ain't chess
You're playin' motherfuckin' checkers
This shit is all day, man
ass
Hocus, pocus, focus
Smoke this watch Busta Rhymes the dopest
Hit y'all niggas with the bomb diagnosis
Slum Village hot shit and you know this
ass
Hocus, pocus, focus
Smoke this watch Busta Rhymes the dopest
Hit y'all niggas with the bomb diagnosis
Slum Village hot shit and you know this
across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man
with me (Come on)
All of my ladies in the beauty salon look bomb put yo shit on
And wait up in the line for me (Come on)
You come all in the party
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's,
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's,
across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man
ha)
No one gives a shit except
Some kids that just got into
Sex on the Internet
So you want the chatroom or
The house in Malibu?
Em, your emphasis is
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