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We Got What You Want Lyrics

Artist: Busta Rhymes
Album: Genesis

yeah I thought all yall was goin
uh yeah yeah yeah
we're gonna take yall on a little ride and shit
you mean now now now yeah
we gonna sail in one of them big fat ocean liners on the street
swim through this muthafucka
busta-bus now now now

hop scotch i found a new bounce
just rock back and forth while my beat knock(Aurgh)
stop chips and cock glocks with clips
go sailing in hot ships and park big whips(oh)
gettin them whips and bounce outta town
take trips ride slow through them hoods and park at the main strip
baby girl gimme yo hand cock fast(cmon)
with a number in your hand hot ass(hold up)
shorty acting just like she had a hit(on me)
fuckin while shortys busy shaking her shit(on me)
man stop just let em flop watch girlfriend let alone cock block
hot shit make a bitch wanna whine just like a reggae tune
make yall niggas wanna act and bust the ak boom
everyday create a may lay today is pay day muthafucka you better make way

(hook)
its your night go get your money
get that dough bounce if you want
and light that blunt smoke if you got to
shake yo shit bounce if you have to
flipmode squad back in the spot
with all yo shit bounce in the truck
yes yes yall bounce we got what you want
all my niggaz all my niggaz
all my bitches
cmon

we stay spittin on
see what we sittin on
shittin you see how my 20 be fitting on nigga
a 100 dollar bill shorty number was written on
hittin shorty on the sink wit the lights in the kitchen on
cmon move quiet with all the dl chicks
who carry on lincoln head up on my cl6
hit yall with the shit split yall
chicks all on my whip hopin ya ass fit yall
we suppose to reach most shit bang
watch how niggas bounce in east coast(heaighh)
choke yall provoke yall
killin streets everytime we distribute the coke yall
check it see now a days we caught cribs
and caught big fat loss
fuck big fat bitches that make cliques back off
the way we prove it to yall
is just bang niggaz every time we do it to yall

(hook)

yeah
straight black out shit fo show
makin you back yo mack out quick aiyo(huh)
yeah we floss and drop pricy things
talk slick and money and rock icy things
she tried to het that score
by throwing the pussy begging me to hit that raw(uh oh)
we puts it on and watch bitches getting a getsy
flipmode up in this muthafucka just for the record

(hook)

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