DJ Scratch - Do the Bus a Bus lyrics

[Hook] Yo Bus a Bus (yeah) Yo Bus a Bus (c'mon, c'mon) Yo Bus a Bus, (UHH) rockin to the beat (Flipmode motherf**er Flipmode y'all) Yo Bus a Bus (UHH, yeah yi-yeah yea) Yo Bus a Bus (ka-c'mon, ki-c'mon) Yo Bus a Bus, (UHH) rockin to the beat (Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yi-yeah yea) [Busta Rhymes] Floss time, Busta Rhymes shine on every primetime Mastermind gettin this paper now cross the fine line Money plenty sippin gently with the Bentley My Bentley runneth over empty what gifts you sent me Then you broke the last rule, frontin like we was mad cool You damn fool, come around frontin wearin your man's j**els WHOO! Play the part, they want me to start sh** Get on your mark quick and target, corner the market Peep how we're movin this, keep improvin this See you in this because you love the way me and my crew be doin this Have a ball, I'm not mad at ch'all, where the alcohol I ain't messin with you at all, girl your a** too small Cop the hot sh**, write it off while you bite it off And try to fight it off, you're f*ggot you wack and your light is off Bite the dust, you like to fuss, look right at us I know you like to cuss, who could you trust to bring the rush? Now do the.. [Hook] [Busta Rhymes] TURN IT OFF, turn back me on go get your mack on And keep the track goin and latch on hope you can catch on Follow the beat you sweet b**hes and get your dance on Tipsy off a little Cristi' a little ? Dom Barbeque back at the mansion, feel like a champion Collapse on, my thing orthapedic to rest your back on Nowadays Flipmode money be runnin mad North f** around, dig in my treasure, feel my forty-five long Ride through, about to slide through, I'm right beside you Mind you, my system be bangin, adjust my EQ Peek-a-boo, we not seekin you, focus on being you There's only one of me, cause you copy, there might be THREE of you Cla**ic and so essential, we monumental Powerful, we predisential, we BOMB your mental Bite the dust, you like to fuss, look right at us I know you like to cuss, who could you trust to bring the rush? Now do the.. [Hook] [Busta Rhymes] HIT ME OFF, you Speak'n'Spell and freak it well So no need to dwell, check in the mirror, my pockets swell sh** sound so intermediate, my ingredient Is to immediately rep for everyone you see me with You little idiot, I exile you and your X-File You and your next trial, and demolish your little rap style Black child, I'm takin offensive, we too impressive To the naked eye, the way we floss sure be expensive OOOH! Run up the fader, ain't nuttin greater Still a little hater be gettin paper go meet your maker Undertaker now go shake whatcha momma gave ya Shake-a shake-a now we trippin the circuit breaker Model up and swallow up and turn the throttle up Break the bottle up in the hip with the greatest follow up Bite the dust, you like to fuss, look right at us I know you like to cuss, who could you trust to bring the rush? Now do the.. [Hook]