Busta Rhymes - Woo-Hah!! Got You All in Check (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Yaaah Yaaah Yaaaaah Yaahh Yaaah Yaaah Yaaaaah Yaahh Yaaah Yaaah Yaaaaah Yaahh Yaaah Yaaah Yaaaaah Yaahh [Hook: Busta Rhymes & Ol Dirty ba*tard] [Busta Rhymes] The Flip Mode is the Squad that controls your set Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check [Ol Dirty ba*tard] We on some outta space sh** like you watch Star Trek Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check [BR] You better keep my music bangin till it disconnect Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check [ODB] Architects gettin money let me cash my check Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes & Ol Dirty ba*tard] [BR] Busta Rhymes up in the place with the ODB [OBD] Busta Rhymes you rhyme dirty— [BR] —You rhyme after me The ODB was nominated for a Grammy [ODB] Congratulations Bust with your solo LP [BR] Putting scratches in my lyrics like my name was Kid Capri Blow up the spot, regardless of your nationality [ODB] And I'm the Dirty Dawg can't f** with me [BR] Took Mariah on a fantasy [ODB] I had a wet dream that I was bonin Jody Wately Doin wild sh**-a-nuh, ain't allowed to see [BR] But we about to blow up the spot momentarily Woo-Hah!! Ran stupid all throughout the country [ODB] And for youse to k** me? That wasn't meants to be [BR] I know it feel good, motherf**ers want the recipe [ODB] And whose the vigilante, in the place to be [BR] The ODB— [ODB] —Busta Rhymes real quality [BR] My top priority, is to be the voluntarily n***a that rip your a** for free, ha-hah-hah, hah [Bridge] [Verse 1 cont.] [ODB] Ohh baby I like it rawww, get with me Baby it's pure ecstasy [BR] Yo everytime I design a flow, you see in 3D Flawless victory— [ODB] —Knock a n**uh out, one two three! [Hook] [Interlude: Ol Dirty ba*tard] Dibby dabby dibbi dah, then I pa** a lot Let me get more hot, represent the spot A mad Squad when it comes to the art of rapping I gotta keep your hands clapping When you look at me, the type of guy I be I'm a dirty dancer, making girlies panties move Let them fly so I can blast up the twat Girlies watch sayin "God, stop getting me hot!" [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes & Ol Dirty ba*tard] [BR] n***as talk sh**, yo k** the yapping Word is bond baby, tell me how you look so smashing Now I got your head hurt, you need an aspirin Bashin your head in the wall, time for some action If you want a small piece well here's a fraction Of sh** that will bust your head quick, peep the transaction Of how we keep motherf**ers constantly crashing They flyest whips, think no shifts, now whose the champion? I bring the wicked flow, like the latest fashion Satisfaction baby keep your camera flashing [ODB] I was busting the s**m cells mixed with Old Gold Fungus mold, 'fore-you-should-list...slum gold Played for a wild Irish rose Fat a** n***a, slim b**h with no clothes In the backseat of a 'back sixty-nine Oldsmoz Are your soles and toes in the windows? Oh my hoes! Hey believe me when I say so You're in need ofarealnig-c-ca-ca-ca-crambole [Hook] [Outro]