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Busta Rhymes

Trevor Tahiem Smith, Jr., (born May 20, 1972), better known by his stage name Busta Rhymes, is an American rapper, producer and actor. Chuck D of Public Enemy gave him the alias Busta Rhymes after NFL wide receiver George "Buster" Rhymes. Early in his career, he was known for his wild style and fashion, and today is best known for his intricate rapping technique, which involves rapping at a fast rate with lots of internal rhyme and half rhyme, and to date has received eleven Grammy nominations for his musical work. About.com included him on its list of the 50 Greatest MCs of Our Time (1987–2007), while Steve Huey of Allmusic called him one of the best and most prolific rappers of the '90s. In 2012, The Source placed him on their list of the Top 50 Lyricists o… more »

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[Chorus]
Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds
Bitches come in dumpin' 'cause they ran a hundred miles
Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up
Stuntin' on them bitches and the whips flamed up
The sun do shine, Christmas every day
Them holidays comin', so you know we quick to spray
Muscle is a must, the money in the can
Strapped every day, we still hustle in the sand

I'mma need a mountain of money
An amount that amounts to a mountain of money
Ride out with my dunny, fresh up out your mommy
Shout to the tummy - eat, sleep, shit on my toes
Bust a bitch in her nose cause they mouth so runny
Back to the money, Dada
Give a nigga bread like "bless you" (thank you) nada
I'm been on the block from the top tryna plot on a spot
Now I'm game with it - ta da!
F*ck around, I'll bang with the sawed-off
F*ck around, rob these niggas, do my thing like "voila"
Ain't nothin' changed but the dollars
Niggas so lame 'cause they ain't gon' claim I'm they father
I'm one of the niggas that don't fold
Treat me like one of them niggas that don't rap
Spinning 'em like a Tommy, automatic my laddy
I've been known to get niggas in one "blap!"
When I trip up, it's foreign - when I grip up, it's foreign
When I f*ck, bitch foreign
Pull on my Trukfit foregin
Pull on my Trukfit foregin
I don't trust these hoes

[Chorus]
Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds
Bitches come in dumpin' 'cause they ran a hundred miles
Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up
Stuntin' on them bitches and the whips flamed up
The sun do shine, Christmas every day
Them holidays comin', so you know we quick to spray
Muscle is a must, the money in the can
Strapped every day, we still hustle in the sand

Every single morning that a nigga get out of bed
Kknow a nigga gotta get it
Money to burn, raw OG kush in a $100 bill, smoke weed with it
Why y'all niggas wanna whip shit with it?
Musson, I ain't gotta put a key in it
True don, make me wanna whip in it
Different money - add another didget
Get this money then I slide and I'm gone
Y'all already know who's side that I'm on
YMCMB my nigga - Rich Gang, everything far from the norm
From the jails to the college campus, we've got 'em yellin' in the dorms
We try to compete 'til they go bankrupt, and we're just gettin' warm
If you ain't know, motherfucker, you can take another look, nigga
Whole team strong
And we knock every spot on the charts
Every time a nigga drop each song
I don't need to tell 'em, they already know what it is
We run every city and we runnin' every block, nigga
Respect this conglomerate, bitch, 'cause you can't reach the #1 spot

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