The Neptunes - Head Bussa lyrics

[Intro] Head bussa... Head bussa... Head bussa... Head bussa... [Hook] (4x) I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa (head bussa) [Verse: Noreaga] Hey yo... Yo, N-O-R, you can catch me in my favorite car (car) Drop Lex, 'Llac truck, or the Lazy R I'm like a pitcher, I throw my hits crazy far And if you is what you smoke then haze we are I'm never faired up (faired up) I got some lead what (lead what) And keeps some chicks in my whips and they always just f** my head up I'm like whatever God, ain't a n***a better God? I rock a Neptunes beat like it's a leather guard Know about you, but I'm a bed crusher See I don't know about you, but I'm a head bussa You see it's God Favorite, he built the project bricks Chicks love us anyway, cause we just make hits No red meat, I'm good with just water and fish Thugged out Militainment see we focused - b**h Stand strong in the pain, see me hold my pivot Or you can catch me in LA, with a Mexican midget [Hook] (4x) [Verse: Noreaga] Yo, yo... See I'm a Philly n***a, I can't f** wit a dutch chick Automatic whips, can't f** wit a clutch sh** Jo-se (Jose) I'm so relaxed it seems The first n***a sellin' cracks through a fax machine sh** StarTac (StarTac) I hold my gun in a rage And I can make planes crash through a two-way page n***as stack like, act like I ain't made mad cla**ics Like I'm a new artist, the nerve of these rap ba*tards But that's aight cause I'm a still make more And I could sell bad work, still say that it's raw I make songs for the poor n***as The most grimey and raw n***as, the ki-ki-kickin' your door n***as Go arm wrestle next, see whose neck I break I send my little man home (dude go home man) have to check out late She a bed crusher, see I'm a bad person [Hook] (7x) [Bridge: Pharrell Williams] Aim down, bang the same I'm a see if you say my name "N-O-R" They announce to change the game Couting out eleven clouds and bullets that rain Came down (down) it's a soldier game (fa' sho n***a) k** for money, h**n, and 'caine n***a See your flag, the color of cloud n***a Picture finish, show me what you are [Verse: Noreaga] See I'm a head bussa (bussa) it ain't hard to tell That I'm a keep makin' hits, it ain't hard to sell And them Def Jam n***as put that paper behind us We left that other label, and the hatin' behind us n***as want beef, it ain't hard to find us We in the 'Lac Truck, them n***as in Path-Finders and-uh The crime scene like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.! M.U. the ones screaming like N.O.R.E.!, N.O.R.E.! Man, I'm outta' town my n***as travel, too We in LA getting' s**ed off in Malibu And you can ask the Jake, they call me "no sh**" Cause everytime they question me, I don't know sh** And hold this, yea n***a just know this I always drink Henny, hardly know the 'Cris Straight monsterous, I keep a ill beat And n***as hardly like you, your sh** still weak [Bridge] [Hook] (8x)