It Ain’t Over

Lyrics

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Now you know it ain't over, boy Cook the coke until the boarder boiling over, boy Assault rifle, leave the K up on my shoulder, boy We international, you still a little local, boy See I don't talk unless you pay me for my vocal, boy Pussy everywhere, my bitches bicoastal, boy My pinky ring diamond bigger than a bolder, boy My pinky ring diamond bigger than a bolder, boy [Verse 1: Slim Thug] I'm a roller, boy Fat stack folder, boy Your ice aight, but my body mo colder, boy Your money young, I got stacks that's older, boy Before the deal, I was a Bentley wheel holder, boy You still lil when compared to my shine, boy You still 10 years behind, on my grind, boy Stop lying, boy You done lost your mind, boy You will never be the boss, stop trying, boy I told you, boy, 'bout playing with them soldiers, boy Fuck around and lose your head off your shoulders, boy I made a mill with a pot and some bolders, boy I made a mill with a pen and a folder, boy Me and Busta got girls round the world, boy Me and Busta got your girl looking pearl, boy Wrist heavy, [?] got me doing kirls, boy Be a man, stop acting like a girl, boy [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Now you know it ain't over, boy Cook the coke until the boarder boiling over, boy Assault rifle, leave the K up on my shoulder, boy We international, you still a little local, boy See I don't talk unless you pay me for my vocal, boy Pussy everywhere, my bitches bicoastal, boy My pinky ring diamond bigger than a bolder, boy My pinky ring diamond bigger than a bolder, boy [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] See I'm a toris, that's why a nigga talk bullish Yes I hit you with the toris, and I mean it to the fullest Do my dirt up in the hood homie, and live life lawless 45 karot up on my pinky, D-Class flawless I know you niggas heard the chorus, yes I'm here to give it out And brandish shine on you niggas, best believe I live it out Fronting like they holding, lotta niggas talk that Before you learned what money was, we was spending millions before that The diamonds that I wear will effect the vision of raw rap [?] pop your iron, I guarantee [?] all black Better step your grind up, money, I'm taking all trap You better make your mind up, honey, and get up in the back Of the truck, and get to backing it up I keep the gun up on my waist, and keep the magnom, strapping it up Know what I'm saying? See I ain't playing, while my paper keep on growing I'll show you niggas how to get this bread, just in case you ain't knowing, boy [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Now you know it ain't over, boy Cook the coke until the boarder boiling over, boy Assault rifle, leave the K up on my shoulder, boy We international, you still a little local, boy See I don't talk unless you pay me for my vocal, boy Pussy everywhere, my bitches bicoastal, boy My pinky ring diamond bigger than a bolder, boy My pinky ring diamond bigger than a bolder, boy [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Young Weezy, F Baby Fuck a ho, cut the ho, only if she can cut the coke Let's fucking go, it's Hollygrove , bussing straight through the fucking door You fucking [?] ain't gon' blocka blocka you Better have a vest, baby Only if I shoot too low, make it [?] tootsy roll Turn your face to a pussy hole Turn my bullets to dicks And I'm making love to your shit, ike a bitch And I bet that you gon' love my sex, baby Now say my name like Beyonce, they ain't fucking with me, I say Holla at your boy, bitch, holla at your nigga Now show love, don't be shady, and please say the baby