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step up - busta rhymes lyrics

j dilla

(the comissioner)

hey yo
thanks giving is coming so let me feed you n*ggas
yer
yo yo yo
bust straight up
im on the m.i.c. c
dropping them classics can’t you see
ive got the lock and key
you can’t f*ck with me me
their ain’t another n*gga coming after me
who be the nicest in this b*tch
if you dont believe me
just ask the n*ggas on the block
or dr d.r.e. e
dont ever think negative capacity t
you roll the talk money call chris like t ?
now, you know our whole fort is your favorite mc
with b*tches drowning over a n*gga
constantly
leak fire to the streets and makе my n*ggas thirsty t
b*tch if you dont know
ill make you beg for mercy c
thе way i squash the party n*gga certainly
i smash sh*t then i bounce n*ggas know i dont play play
i stay gutter yall n*ggas parlay lay
its alright n*gga see me everyday i put the stash in the vault
and watch your career decay cay
thats right n*gga cause their doing it today 2008 b*tches
many years later b*tch out the way
take me out with the fader fader fader fader fader
( the comissioner)
if you ain’t know it now im feeling this b*tch
make papers rest the doe at the spot
until it close up
fake n*ggas happen in clubs,slip dip and drink a bottle of yak
untill they throw up
ok n*gga
step up,if you want a thump
ok b*tches
step up,if you wanna f*ck
ok n*ggas,turn the volume up
ok pigeon,i got the perscription to you make n*ggas step up
step up,and make the party jump step up
step up,and bang another trunk step up
step up,ill make your block pump step up
step up,n*gga come on step up
step up

lets get it cracking n*gga
who make b*tches wanna slash slash
you n*ggas already know who got it on smash
we use to getting money fast n*gga give me my cash cash
dont make me have to reach for the thing in the stash yo
i cooked the new hot sh*t to dominate the mass
leak heat to the street
sh*t spreading like a rash rash
all you other mother f*ckers should sound trash trash
you ain’t in my division i be in weight class
make broads shake their ass
make it gon splash on them b*tches
when we throw bottles we try we break the glass glass
ooooow if you ain’t know
when im on the scene we so mean in this mother f*cker
try blow steam steam
bounce for a little while make the hood fiend fiend
see ya they loving the back with the newer jeans jeans
busta bust b*tch
as they overtake her
save all your doe
im about to f*ck up all your paper paper paper paper paper
if you knowin how i feel in this b*tch
makes n*ggas rush the doe with the spot
untill it close up
fake n*ggas happen in clubs,slip dip and drink a bottle of yak
untill they throw up
ok n*gga
step up,if you want a thump
ok b*tches
step up if, you wanna f*ck
ok n*ggas
step up,turn the volume up
ok pigeon,i got the perscription to you make n*ggas step up
step up,and make the party jump step up
step up,and bang another trunk step up
step up,ill make your block pump step up
step up,n*gga come on step up
step up

stetch it tall
yeh food for the hood to feast on for the thanks giving
ha ha ha ha
flip mode b*tch

- busta rhymes lyrics

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