Flipmode Squad - Last Night Lyrics
(busta rhymes)(chorus)Comin in the dance last night(uh hum)Busta boy fear last night(uh oh)Me couldnt find me nine(um hum)So me go, pull out me knife(so me say)(repeat 2x)(spilff star)A lot of brothers dont like meScrew me when the site mePop a lot of shit, but they scared to death to fight meSee me on the stage wit bust on some rap shitThey see me in the club wit bust on some lap shitBefrore this rap shit, it was the corner crack shitBut now Im on the world on some autograph shitSpliff-a-spliff drop the 4 5th round the waisteSo if you want war, let me deal with the caseAint nothin to it, brother I got the heart to do itBlast in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluidYa niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use itAint nithin gonna stop my black ass, from gettin cashOn the real, thats how deeply I feelA born again hooligan, hungry for this mealGot the iced- out platinum rings that you wanna stealCome get it, watch ya whole shit get wettedStreet colonel cat, got enough cats to set itSo if you aint doin shit , ya niggas need to dead itWatchin my money, it cost bullets in ya tummyIts all ral here, there aint no fear hereYou mess around here, you catch ya death hereI mean it, you could front, but you believe itNigga guard your life before I turn around and steal itLook into my eyes and analyze what you deal witIf I cant find you, I take it out on who you be witType of ***** nigga I would never smoke a tree wit(busta rhymes)(chorus)Repeat 2s(busta rhymes)Nowadays we blow like smoke out the exhaustContamenatin smoke still makin me coughI mean we bout to turn this wak shit offWak niggas is sick wit the flu sippin chicken brothNow heres another winnin ripoffGettin money, eatin fine cuisine like buttered shrimp and rice pilafStay heavily armed, alakun salomWatch you ***** ass suffer til you got to beg for ya momsNow turn the truck on, get ya ***** on, got you stuck onStupid right between yo legs, get yo suck onDrink bottles, treat niggas like gus damotoEat avacado, soon to go purchase a white diabloNiggas know my motto, lets get money, macho camachoApplaud another rapper, lets go collect the nachoOh shit, hope you dont slip, another murder commitThe episode comin on teen summitLittle corny nigga talk too quick, think he slickThrowin a brick, yappin off, lyin on his dickToo late, youll be the type o nigga that I love to hateBrutally bust ya shit like a nigga turned primateTime of the year, feel great, clean slateThrow a nickle plate, property shoppin to but a landscapeHow they say street niggas ill never haveNow we possess the 5s wit the cherry red navDoin things like signin graffiti on autographGettin so much money staff calculate the mathLaugh you know the half, eyin in the stashMediatin watch the wind blow the blunt ashYou had a blast , now how long you gonna lastIce grillin for nothing, you make yoself assBrace yoself one more time, know what I mean dunViolate cross the foul line, it be yo last one(chorus til end)
