Buddah - Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See lyrics

[Intro] Ahh yeah, Flipmode Here we come bout to bust and explode Flipmode, Busta Bus Nine-seven, hot sh** Check it out [Verse 1] Hit you with no delaying so what you sayin yo Silly with my nine milli, what the deally yo When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo Wild up in the club like we wild in the studio You don't wanna VIOLATE n***a really and truly yo My main thug n***a named Julio he moody yo Type of n***a that'll slap you with the tool-io b**h n***a scared to d**h, act fruity yo f** that, look at shorty, she a little cutie yo The way she shake it make me wanna get all in the booty yo Top mistresses and banging b**hes in videos Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows Hit you with the sh** make you feel it all in your toes Hot sh** got all you n***as in wet clothes Styling my metaphors when I formulate my flows If you don't know you f**ing with lyrical player pros, like that [Hook] Do you really wanna party with me Let me see just what you got for me Put all your hands where my eyes can see Straight buckwildin in the place to be If you really wanna party with me Let me see just what you got for me Put all your hands where my eyes can see Straight buckwildin in the place to be [Verse 2] If you really wanna party with me, In God We Trust Yo it's a must that you heard of us yo we murderous A lot of n***as is wondering and they curious How me and my n***as do it, it's so mysterious Furious, all of my n***as is serious Shook n***as be walkin around fearing us Front n***a, like you don't wanna be hearing us Gotta listen to how radio yo be playing us Thirty time a day sh**'ll make you delirious Damaging everything all up in your areas Yo it's funny how all the chickens be always serving us All up in between they a** where they wanna carry us Hit ya good then I hit em off with the alias Various, chickens they wanna marry us Yo it's Flipmode my n***a you know we bout to bust Seven figure money the label preparing us Bite the dust, instead of you, making a fuss n***as know better cause there ain't no comparing us Mad at us, n***as is never, we fabulous Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous Oh sh**, my whole clique victorious Taking no prisoners n***as is straight up warriors While you feeling that I know you be feeling so glorious Then I blitz and reminisce on my n***a Notorious Like that, like that-tha-that-that That that that, tha-that-that-that Like that [Hook]