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Throw It Up
[Busta Rhymes] Yea I'm back to drive you crazy with that hottest shit in the
streets No if's, and's, or maybe's Errbody gather around from here to little Haiti Cuz it's Busta..(Luda)..and (Young Weezy Baby) With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be getting ugly Weezy tell 'em what you rep..(I represent Young Money) Yea I
know you got me homie..(Busta, Bust I
got you) Real Talk (I'm going in) Get 'em killaaa [Lil Wayne] I'm about to blast off call it rocket science Daddy fat stacks check my pocket science And if ya wanna try it, c'mon and try it You don't want beef, I'll put you on a
diet I'm coming through ya house with them choppas firing And all adults die, leave the
toddlers crying I've been a
soldier, never met private ryan Hey welcome to the
jungle, and I'm the
lion I'm dipping in my coupe, with the
top behind me I'm not the
president, but I
see cops behind me Well f**k 'em, f**k 'em, f**k 'em, and they can not stop me So I
will be driving like Ricky Bobby It's my prerogative like Whitney's Bobby I'm skating on blades like Sidney Crosby (That's hockey) Sharper than a
ginsu shawty You not Beyonce, but I
can get you body [Chorus] Now you know what we about to do, we going full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a
f**king bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) (I got 'em..Ludaa) [Ludacris] I
throw it up like a
cap and tassel I
got my rap diploma I
throw it up like the
gangs in Southern California I
Got them burners on ya, have you looking at a
Russian Ruger Have you looking like a
human torch Then have you looking like Freddy Krueger So don't be sleeping on me, this aint a
f**king dream I
pass the
rock to these jays like I'm on they f**king team But I
aint slanging dope, I
slang Luda-vision Hip-Hop's God in these jeans, now that's true religion You couldn't fill my shoes, You couldn't fill my jockey My niggas fight over ice like we been playing hockey I
hope you get the
goal, I
hope you get the
point I'm on a
roll with this paper, I
hope you get the
joint I
hope you fire it up, I
hope it burn slow I
welcome chicks to my nest, I
let these birds know And eagles fly alone, so I'm about to take flight And throw it up like ya girl's dress on prom night [Chorus] Now you know what we about to do, we going full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a
f**king bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) [Busta Rhymes] When I
spit, niggas be asking "Who dat" It be the
god And I
know you niggas really wanna know how the
hell I
"Do dat" And the
way that I
come through And kill every single thing when I
rhyme Nevermind, niggas can't compete when I
spit a
little beat same time (Bring the
beat back) My fans will leave ya f**king ass leaking For saying you nicer than me, hypothetically speaking Cool and Dre bring the
f**king beat back for no reason (Rewind It) Niggas know my rap and know me for always beasting, Ok When they see me they stutta, niggas know where I'm from Scoon nu nu nu ba ba be, like the
speaking in tongues I
single handedly move like a
thousand niggas kick on Trample niggas like a
heard of hippo's (Nigga) When I
get hot I
pop like oil, that's when they call me crisco (Bitch) That's when I
seek revenge like the
Count of Monte Cristo Crack niggas like Nabisco, swallow a
fifth for 'Sisco A
gangsta cat markin territory wherever the
piss go Now that I'm pissy drunk, why the
hell you wanna thug and holla I'll change that and have you consider studying Kabbalah (Shit) They nicknamed me Kamala (Hey), kinda like the
Ugandan giant Flatten niggas with my foot, who wanna try it [Chorus] Now you know what we about to do, we going full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a
f**king bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) When the
game was getting weak, and everybody started wining And when the
streets needed us, we came with perfect timing Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em)
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