Lyrics:
Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust,
Intimidately back at me
I said, what's going on
Why did you pour water on me
For three hours I sat here, my head Dropped up on my elbow
Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr., let
the paper, the news, every day I am
Ha, I don't know, it's just the way I am
Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered with all of this
the paper, the news, every day I am
Ha, I don't know, it's just the way I am
Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered with all of this
the reason I live next door to him
Meaning he didn't rap his way to my f***ing neighborhood
He sold crack cocaine to get to my neighborhood
You move him out
Ain't the reason I live next door to him
Meaning he didn't rap his way to my fucking neighborhood
He sold crack cocaine to get to my neighborhood
You
the reason I live next door to him
Meaning he didn't rap his way to my f***ing neighborhood
He sold crack cocaine to get to my neighborhood
You move him out
Hey, UD (Maybach Music)
What's good, my boy?
Mr. 3-0-5 (yes sir), Wade County
Sixteen years later
We done made history
Three rings on our
Went a eight and a half, 29 ways
A medium search take a look at my face
You check up my hair and then you look in my eyes
Cause all I'm here to do
every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am
Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense
It's
Yeah, I'm just a hustler on the go
Out here get my propers, don't ya know?
I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all, yeah
And a jealous
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
a cockpit)
I fly by the seat of my pants (Seat of my pants)
Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded
This Instru's mental, too many bars,
Mrs. Bass, I'd like to ask a couple things
First off, I know you want to be completely sure
So here I'm sweating thru my pants,
but if you'll just
to these niggas
With my Listerine
If I was there you know we ball, Mr clean
I'm talking LIV Sunday blowing hella racks
Just getting right cause in my life
I
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Dear Mr Darwin, I'm writing this to say
I've managed to disprove your theory
A set of observations I've made along my way
Have led me to produce
It's a fuckin warzone out here dog
Double X
Oh my gawd is that Cloud?
By the way
By the way
They tryna hit my line by the way
I do this all the time
I’m fuckin depressed. I been under duress
By my own thoughts, plotting something, bugging and vexed
I’m a hundred percent going outta my head
Only
a psychotic wicked clown
Fucking my friends ain't healthy
'cause I grab you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm
tell her style by the way that she walks
Fatty flickin' like it was dubs on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the gator high heels
Yeah I pop big shit, but i'm really mr. all time low
Yeah I got good grip, but i'm really mr. never let it go
She ain't really find a new nigga, I
I'm blacker than Mr. Po
They try to come between us i'm lettin that blicky blow
XVT don't die baby, my clique the meanest
Lil shawty sneak by you
ought to be a bringing up your little girl this way
It was signed by the secretary Harper Valley P.T.A."
Well, it happened that the P.T.A.
Was gonna
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