Yea.. aiyyo Uncle Pat, turn up the beat just a lil' more for me bruh
Yea.. [imitating the beat]
This sound like Frankenstein's baby, yea
[Verse One]
Busta Rhymes! You know we live and in color (color)
sh** bu*ter hot, but just a little mo' gutter (gutter)
Smash sh** regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the b**hes and put it down for my brudda (brudda)
Hot bu*ter funk make it rain, close the shutter - violate
Catch it from one of my b**hes, boxcutter (cutter)
Ahh, articulate! Feels so great
that I can bless my n***az with sh** they appreciate ('ciate)
No jive y'all n***az can take a nosedive
sh** so live b**hes wanna give me a high five (five)
UNGHHH! f** it, it is a must we hold grands
Get with the program and f** b**hes who love to hold (hands)
Foul sh**, way out of order
f** sh** up leave b**hes hot and sweaty drippin buckets of water (water)
Disorderly conduct, will erupt
When the live sh** come on n***az do what they wanna (wanna)
Aight b**hes, now show yo' a**es
[Chorus]
The sh** we droppin be sure to get y'all movin (get the f** up)
We keep it poppin, feel how gangsta the loop is (we keep it boppin)
(we keep it gangsta muh'f**a)
And it ain't no stoppin the way that we gon' do this
Now what you want me to say? Say you ain't f**in with me-ahhhhhhh
(what the f**, c'mon)
[Verse Two]
Huh, you see I got so much new hot sh** stored
Got you givin me an award, floored a couple on the come up
Stretched a few, put 'em flat on they back
And laid 'em stiffer than a board, the way I make my n***az applaud
My price tag, just to show up the sh**
Might be somethin you can't afford
Make you say the Lord is my shepherd, how we astonish
Move forward on novice n***az like Cedric Ceballos with a hot song
Now n***az know we rock on, co*k-strong
All y'all n***az is straight popcorn, AHH!
Talk the trash, comin forth get past lie duke
Pa** shorty with the big horse a** (ASS)
Now ain't no stoppin how we comin full blast
Mix the fire with gas, that's how we put it on smash (smash)
No lie, never deny - so hot we cook the sh** well done
just like a deep fish fry; UNNNGHH, snap crackle and pop
What we drop and how we keep sh** comin
How we maneuver so fly (fly), so high is where we gon' take it
Controllin the land, controllin the sea
Now we control the whole sky; perhaps make n***az collapse
Make b**hes shake they sh** to the floor
And feel the soul up in my raps and your face is the gutter we slap
Make you crash all in your whip when you drive
I hope your seatbelt's strapped, aight n***az! Now throw yo' hands up..
[Chorus]
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, this sound like.. the music to Frankenberry or some sh**
The f**in.. groovy ghoulies and friends or somethin [laughing]