Bully Foot

Lyrics

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, my name is, Bust-Down-Some'n Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm And I am alongside, Alkaholiks-an'-Some'n Mmhmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm Shit feel good, nigga, what the fuck y'all want? Mhmmm-mmm.. Let me feel on some bitches, with this bully foot rap [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Now, every-time-I-give-y'all-shit-that Blow up the spot, fuck what you got And bless and execute strategical plots That's to Extinction Level Event these wack niggas offa this block Me and Tha Alkaholiks havin' a drink, watchin' y'all niggas get sick Holdin' ya stomachs 'til you earl in the sink The type of dude I never put in my clicks, because you funny And you be sittin down with your legs crossed like a bitch I be the foul mouth quick to toast y'all, so-called Niggas who like to boast, we let your bodies float along the coast, y'all This very given moment, opponent niggas like you Ain't allowed up in our circle 'cause we DON'T condone it We love to microphone it, perhaps What we gon' do instead is give y'all gutter beats and raw SEWAGE raps And for the last thing that I'ma make clear That when we present, watch your step when you be COMIN' round here [Hook: Busta Rhymes] Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that Blow up the spot (Fuck what you got, we got) Shit for the East and the South and the West Coast We blazin' hot (Controllin' the block, you better) Watch-yo'-head-while-we-bust-somethin' To make ya duck (Said, get down, nigga, what?) You know We-got-shit-that-make-y'all-wild-out To bounce in the truck (Aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know) [Verse 2: J-Ro] This world's tryin to make me crack, but it still ain't broke me I fall down and just rebound like Charles Oakley Hoes be like, "All he wanna do is poke me" Bitch, what you think I wanna do – the Hokey Pokey? Her boyfriend Smokey said he was gonna smoke me Her daddy crazy loc, he tried to beat me and choke me And she still want me, keep blowin up my Noki' Tryin to provoke me to fall for okey-dokey Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit I'm just spittin' Likwit in the middle of the pit Turn it up a bit, burn it up and hit the bomb I'm iller than Saddam takin' Carrie's mom to the prom Cool and calm, McEnroe, Likwid don Bust rounds with Busta Rhymes, then I roll up – one You got ice, I got ice, but who nice on these mics? {*scratched*} "You motherfucker!" [Hook: Busta Rhymes] Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that Blow up the spot (Fuck what you got, we got) Shit for the East and the South and the West Coast We blazin' hot (Controllin' the block, you better) Watch-yo'-head-while-we-bust-somethin' To make ya duck (Said, get down, nigga, what?) You know We-got-shit-that-make-y'all-wild-out To bounce in the truck (Aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know) [Verse 3: Tash] We out for justice, so bust this, it's Busta and the Alkies Niggas wanna know the secret, but they just can't get it out me So they talk that shit about me, but to me that's never not They pop that shit across the room, while I down another shot I smoke a hefty bag of doja, black out, and lose composure Close my eyes and throw a bottle (I'm fuckin' up) – this party over I still got that flare, so just stare from over there 'Cause I'm so accurate with guns, I put parts in niggas' hair So I declare war – Tha Liks, we fierce competitors The Feds be checkin fo' us, writin' letters to these editors, like "Tha Liks is veterans – they straight from California We ain't even give a fuck when they sprayed that beer on us" like {RRRRAHHH RAARRRAOW} just like a Dungeon Dragon Taggin' "Tash" up on the wall while my pants is saggin' Draggin' niggas through the mud, clear blood all through the club The quickest way to show some love is let a nigga hit your bud [Hook: Busta Rhymes] Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that Blow up the spot (Fuck what you got, we got) Shit for the East and the South and the West Coast We blazin' hot (Controllin' the block, you better) Watch-yo'-head-while-we-bust-somethin' To make ya duck (Said, get down, nigga, what?) You know We-got-shit-that-make-y'all-wild-out To bounce in the truck (Aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know)