Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Put It Down for Y'all, artist - Busta Rhymes.
Date of issue: 08.06.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Put It Down for Y'all |
yo it’s like tic tac toe |
the god is back, make bitches say hoe |
blow shit, roast ya than down in Waco |
big foot raps nigga let’s make dough |
pull up to the lot, valet the Range Rove |
flyer than a motherfucker, all day glow |
in the club nigga glow in the dark and lay low |
bang your head to this shit, while the beat play slow |
junior varsity niggas while we play pro |
ringside seats we all in the same row |
like a crew of bitches pull up and dodge the ragos |
and how we dazzle these bitches with how we change flows |
we take your slot, how a bitch take half |
and rock chains with pieces the size of spacecrafts |
you know what I rep, that’s Flipmode Squad! |
wildin like a thousand niggas up in the wreck yard |
Callin all live niggas |
BOOYAH! |
Callin all live bitches |
OOH OOOOH! |
Yes I hold a pound for y’all |
Say what? |
Busta Rhymes hold it down for y’all |
Get money! |
Callin all live niggas |
BOOYAH! |
Callin all live bitches |
OOH OOOOH! |
Yes I hold a crown for y’all |
Say what? |
Flipmode put it down for y’all |
YEAH, YEAH! |
yeah, yo, the empire strikes back |
shit is official, street niggas fight back |
the way we set it off even the bitches might black |
raunchy as fuck, even they like it like that |
Busta Rhymes in this bitch you know I got another batch |
more hotter shit nigga strike another match |
bang this shit in your truck, nigga open up the hatch |
and hold on your jewels before your shit get snatched |
better lock your doors, slide across the latch |
before we figure out the next vic to catch |
so much lyrics flowin to throw in a teacup |
more crack for y’all we just reed up |
gutter like a piss test in a pee cup |
switch the bounce for the streets, had to change the speed up |
raw for the bitches who thick and beefed up |
strip a club, big titty bitches double D cup |
we all up in the truck, what the fuck we treed up |
pure coke for niggas, get skeed up |
let me bang something hard on your head like Vince Carter |
and charter jets for my niggas with automatic starters |
blow shit regular like the UniBomber |
surprise attack you niggas like fuckin Pearl Harbor |
jailhouse raps, let it bang a little harder |
while I rep for the fam, Busta Rhymes the godfather |
so remarkable |
classic rugged nigga music |
big truck shit |
20 inch rims on a UConn or something |
a fuckin Escalade, Navigator |