Lirik Lagu Hey Ladies - Busta Rhymes
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Here we go now, yeaC'mon, yea, check it
[Verse One]I said my solo jump off, been boomin since nine-sixMy solo jump off, been boomin since nine-sixHittin trippin the circuit breaker, flickin the light switchThe kid like is he known for givin you wild hitsI keep my name on the way on top of the now listBangin on every level, droppin the now shitIt's like the feelin after watchin a couple of (?) flickAnd once you hear the kid, you'll be knowin the sound sickSpaz in the club, watchin the crowd flipThat's when I knew the crown was up for whoever the crown fitNowadays while I go bag me a fine bitchBitch watchin my pocket, seein we wild richShorty hopin we smellin nothin like foul fishWhile you swingin ass at the devil, claimin you righteousA lot of haters I'm knowin you like thisWhile you floss unnecessarily, sippin on wild Crist'
[Chorus]I say LADIES, my MERCEDESHold fo' in the back, two if you fatFeel it all in your gut, your neck and your backWhen you step up in the club I know you know how to actHey SOLDIERS, get your floss onVa-let in the lot, park the YukonShorty shakin her waist, and rippin her thongNow all my people are muggin and singin the song, I'm sayin
[Verse Two]Shit still boomin in two-thousand and threeMy shit still boomin in two-thousand and threeAnd we don't give a fuck about who you claimin to beMy jewels blind bitches where they ain't able to seeThese fools try to talk just a little much to a GThey say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a treeClear my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of teaTakin different constant boats, from the land to the seaI got my paper see, I ain't doin nuttin for freeUnless it's for the hood, it might cost you a small feeNiggaz all in the street, whylin whippin the VClever from New York to Chicago back to the DCheck it, take it back like when I was flippin a kiBonin chicks, holdin titties like they was Pamela LeeYou know I mastered the art and got it down to a teeAnd keep it goin add enough spice, we holdin the recipeBig paper we makin, all of my crew agreeStack more and bust up a bottle of HennessyIn case you niggaz ain't even knowin my pedigreeInvested in resorts for the niggaz who go and skiIf you ain't know the streets is belongin to meI get my people from the hood and then take 'em all on a spree shoppinWhile you niggaz is busy coppin the pleasWe busy blowin frontin like you ain't knowin my stee'
[Chorus]
Yea, snap yo' fingers, c'mon[heavy breathing]Here we go now, yeaC'mon
[Verse One]I said my solo jump off, been boomin since nine-sixMy solo jump off, been boomin since nine-sixHittin trippin the circuit breaker, flickin the light switchThe kid like is he known for givin you wild hitsI keep my name on the way on top of the now listBangin on every level, droppin the now shitIt's like the feelin after watchin a couple of (?) flickAnd once you hear the kid, you'll be knowin the sound sickSpaz in the club, watchin the crowd flipThat's when I knew the crown was up for whoever the crown fitNowadays while I go bag me a fine bitchBitch watchin my pocket, seein we wild richShorty hopin we smellin nothin like foul fishWhile you swingin ass at the devil, claimin you righteousA lot of haters I'm knowin you like thisWhile you floss unnecessarily, sippin on wild Crist'
[Chorus]I say LADIES, my MERCEDESHold fo' in the back, two if you fatFeel it all in your gut, your neck and your backWhen you step up in the club I know you know how to actHey SOLDIERS, get your floss onVa-let in the lot, park the YukonShorty shakin her waist, and rippin her thongNow all my people are muggin and singin the song, I'm sayin
[Verse Two]Shit still boomin in two-thousand and threeMy shit still boomin in two-thousand and threeAnd we don't give a fuck about who you claimin to beMy jewels blind bitches where they ain't able to seeThese fools try to talk just a little much to a GThey say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a treeClear my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of teaTakin different constant boats, from the land to the seaI got my paper see, I ain't doin nuttin for freeUnless it's for the hood, it might cost you a small feeNiggaz all in the street, whylin whippin the VClever from New York to Chicago back to the DCheck it, take it back like when I was flippin a kiBonin chicks, holdin titties like they was Pamela LeeYou know I mastered the art and got it down to a teeAnd keep it goin add enough spice, we holdin the recipeBig paper we makin, all of my crew agreeStack more and bust up a bottle of HennessyIn case you niggaz ain't even knowin my pedigreeInvested in resorts for the niggaz who go and skiIf you ain't know the streets is belongin to meI get my people from the hood and then take 'em all on a spree shoppinWhile you niggaz is busy coppin the pleasWe busy blowin frontin like you ain't knowin my stee'
[Chorus]
Yea, snap yo' fingers, c'mon[heavy breathing]Here we go now, yeaC'mon
