Bun B - Make It Fast lyrics

[Hook: Bun B] ("Make it fast!") You try to step to my flow, you better- ("Make it fast!") You frontin like you got dough, you better- ("Make it fast!") You try to come where I go, you better- ("Make it fast!") Cause man, you already know, you better- ("Make it fast!") You try to step to my flow, you better- ("Make it fast!") You frontin like you got dough, you better- ("Make it fast!") You try to come where I go, you better- ("Make it fast!") Cause man, you already know [Verse One: Bun B] It's Bun Beeda, I'm a beast in the booth I bleed gums and break teeth in the booth At the least, I'm the truth, on a bad day I sleep the best Nap, wake up, and sweep the rest So keep ya vest, I'm domin like an ex-addict Ya belly's now jelly, ya face full of beet cabbage Ya flow is not dro homie, you that weak package And where I'm finna send yo' a** you won't need baggage We savage like the Wild Wild West I'm the go flow pro, you the mile style vet And I got lyrics by the mile, why bet? I been doin this since Slay was on the Wildstyle set All hail to the king or face treason That's when I slap wack n***as for no reason And once I take it there, ain't no easin It's alligator souffle baby, with no seasoning so.. [Hook] [Verse Two: Termanology] Uh, waddup Bun? Homie, pa** the beer And make it fast, like Guerilla Black's career We smokin hash, purple, sour, kush Gettin high fast like the young George Bush Uh, I make it fast like a robbery You take it slow like Monopoly (Drive slow, homie...) b**h, I'm Termanology Straight gangsta, like The Black Donnellys So many hoes is on top of me Last thing I'm thinkin about is monogamy (f** outta here..) Specialized in psychology Numerology, stimulatin the economy Movin pounds of trees, uh you know the M.O Trap star generals, whips like Jay Leno Keep the sh** ghetto, countin my cash This is Law Town, Ma**., walk through with ya j**els You betta MAKE IT FAST~! [Hook]