Lyrics We Got What You Want - Busta Rhymes
Yeah,
I
though
all
y'all
was
goin'
Uh,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
We're
gonna
take
y'all
on
a
little
ride
and
shit
You
mean
now,
now,
now,
yeah
We
gonna
sail
in
one
of
them
Big
fat
ocean
liners
on
the
street
Swim
through
this
mutha
fucka
Busta-Bus
now,
now,
now
Hop
scotch
I
found
a
new
bounce
Just
rock
back
and
fourth
while
my
beat
knock
Stop
chips
and
cock
glocks
wit'
clips
Go
sailing
in
hot
ships
and
park
big
whips
Getting'
them
whips
and
bounce
outta
town
Take
trips
ride
slow
through
them
hoods
and
park
at
the
main
strip
Baby,
girl,
gimme
yo
hand
cock
fast
With
a
number
in
your
hand,
hot
ass
Shorty
actin'
just
like
she
had
a
hit
on
me
Fuckin'
while
shorty's
busy
shakin'
her
shit
on
me
Man,
stop,
just
let?
em
flop
Watch
girlfriend
let
alone
cock
block
Hot
shit
make
a
bitch
wanna
whine
just
like
a
reggae
tune
Make
y'all
niggaz
wanna
act
and
bust
the
AK
Everyday
create
a
may
lay
today
is
pay
day
Mutha
fucka
you
better
make
way
Live
your
life,
go
get
your
money
Get
that
dough,
bounce
if
ya
want
And
light
that
blunt,
smoke
if
you
got
to
Shake
yo
shit,
bounce
if
you
have
to
Flimode
squad
back
in
the
spot
With
all
yo
shit
bounce
in
the
truck
Yes,
yes,
y'all
bounce,
we
go
what
ya
want
All
my
niggaz,
all
my
niggaz
All
my
bitches,
c'mon
We
stay
spittin'
on,
see
what
we
sittin'
on
Shittin'
you
see
how
my
twenty
inch
be
fittin'
on
nigga
A
hundred
dollar
bill
shorty,
number
was
written
on
Hittin'
shorty
on
the
sink
wit'
the
lights
in
the
kitchen
on
C'mon,
move
quiet
with
all
the
DL
chicks
Who
carry
on
Lincoln
head
up
on
my
CL
6
Hit
y'all
wit'
the
shit
split
y'all
Chicks
all
on
my
whip
hoping
ya
ass
fit
y'all
We
suppose
to
reach
most
shit
bang
Watch
how
niggaz
bounce
in
East
Coast
Choke,
y'all,
provoke,
y'all
Killin'
street
everytime
we
distribute
the
coke
all
Check
it,
see
now
a
days
we
caught
cribs
And
caught
big
fat
loss
fuck
big
fat
bitches
That
make
cliques
back
off
the
way
we
prove
it
to
y'all
Is
just
bang
niggaz
every
time
we
do
it
to
y'all
Live
your
life,
go
get
your
money
Get
that
dough,
bounce
if
ya
want
And
light
that
blunt,
smoke
if
you
got
to
Shake
yo
shit,
bounce
if
you
have
to
Flimode
squad
back
in
the
spot
With
all
yo
shit
bounce
in
the
truck
with
Yes,
yes,
y'all
bounce,
we
go
what
ya
want
All
my
niggaz,
all
my
niggaz
All
my
bitches,
c'mon
Yeah,
straight
black
out
shit
fo
show
Making
you
back
yo
mack
out
quick
Aiyo
Yeah,
we
floss
and
drop
pricy
things
Talk
slick
and
money
and
rock
icy
things
She
tried
to
get
that
score
By
throwing
the
pussy
begging
me
to
hit
that
raw
We
puts
it
on
and
watch
bitches
getting'
a
getsy
Flimode
up
in
this
mutha
fucka
just
for
the
record
Live
your
life,
go
get
your
money
Get
that
dough,
bounce
if
ya
want
And
light
that
blunt,
smoke
if
you
got
to
Shake
yo
shit,
bounce
if
you
have
to
Flimode
squad
back
in
the
spot
With
all
yo
shit
bounce
in
the
truck
with
Yes,
yes,
y'all
bounce,
we
go
what
ya
want
All
my
niggaz,
all
my
niggaz
All
my
bitches,
c'mon
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.