Lyrics Bust Moves (feat. Droop-E & Big Omeezy) - E-40, Droop-E, Big Omeezy

Bust Moves (feat. Droop-E & Big Omeezy)

City to city, state to state, country to country, mayne
A closed mouth don’t get fed
And a lazy hustler don’t get bread (A lazy hustler don’t get bread)
I bust moves, mayne (Uh huh)
Don’t nothin' come to a sleeper (But what?)
But a motherfucking dream (But a motherfucking dream, mayne)
BIATCH!
They say my lick don’t match my message but my message match my struggle
Used to push rock, same color as stucco
Like a belt I had a buckle, locked like a safe
Sewed up like a sewing machine, me and my teammates
Went from a sixteenth of yowder (To what?) to a whole thing of blow
Trying to get to the point where I ain’t gotta touch it no more
My wish was God’s command, He knew I wanted to rap
Lord, if you get me out the game, I’d never go back
Didn’t wanna end up in the morgue or behind them bars
So I sold my triple beam and hit the studio hard
My rhymes was coming easy, natural when I spit it
The main reason why (Why?) 'cause I really lived it
It’s a never-ending battle, squares think that I’m wack
Even though I’m twenty years strong with platinum and gold plaques
Keep listening to your bubblegum raps, you punk biatch (What you gon' do?)
I’ma kick back, count stacks and get rich
I bust moves (BIATCH!)
I bust moves
I bust moves, OOOUH
I bust moves
Look, man, I stay bustin' moves
I go hard for my bread like toast, nigga
See through you fake fucks like a ghost, nigga
They say this liquor is the truth serum
I’m faded so I’m saying how I feel
I’m 'bout to make a few mill, every bitch on my heels
Flow sound shallow but you know that it’s the real
Man, I bust moves
Cleaner than chlorine, got every bitch wetter than a pool
You already know
Droop-E too cool, you already go
I’m 'bout to be living high in the sky
Penthouse higher than Rihanna hairline
I bust moves
I bust moves
I bust moves, OOOUH
I bust moves
Look, man, I stay bustin' moves
We bustin' moves dynamic, Dolby digital sound
You can hear us out your speaker box for miles and miles
State to state, ready to increase my plate
Show them niggas that be quitting that it ain’t too late
Watch me choose my fate, you see I’m in it to win it
Like my father, he said, «Get up, get out, and go get it»
It’s the way that I live, bust with a jab and a weave
Stay ahead of them suckas, stay havin' tricks up my sleeve
I’m on the mound, I’m on deck, forever shoutin' my set
The biggest, realest, chillest, illest, I don’t know about that
But if it’s about getting my issue, shit, then show me the way
Bust a move, make it happen, put me in motion and play
I get emotional, mayne, I came from nothing at all
Now it’s all about living, loving, straight having a ball
Some nickels actin' back then, but now we having a feast
And ask my partner AJ, he this mobbin' ass beat
I bust moves
I bust moves
I bust moves, OOOUH
I bust moves
Look, man, I stay bustin' moves