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Busta Rhymes - Bladow!! lyrics
Now (now) Ready for wylin' my niggas Let's set it like we on an island my niggas I'm with it (What what what what) Yo My clique startle bitches With a remarkable sparkle For my bitches with me (What what what what) You know we stay dumb And keep shop running Just the like the 24-hour deli The way y'all niggas be popping that shit you be talking Y'all niggas don't mean nothing But a 24-hour celly To talk that funny shit To someone you know While I bag these bitches And take them to 24-hour telly Type of chickens to let me get in they belly Little sexy thug bitches Who want me to fuck them to Makeveli Then get with my niggas and smoke up a ounce Crowd up in whatever amounts Making bitches skip to my bounce So whenever we be shining like diamond Fresher than the fragrance of limon When we strike It's all in the timing Corporate niggas ball on how we be stylin' Fucking with huge contracts With white beaters on On the day of the signing Making all my bitches check for this shit My live niggas know the truth That's why they always got respect for this shit [Chorus:] Bust one for me, Bladow! All my niggas holding they gun with me, Bladow! And resting and stacking they ones with me, Bladow! My peeps who hang around where I'm from with me, Bladow! Who run with me, Bladow! Bust one for me, Bladow! My bitches that'll fuck till they cum with me, Bladow! Wylin' at me, having they fun with me, Bladow! In this club all they keep beating they drums with me, Bladow! In a slung with me, Bladow! Bust one for me, Bladow! And now we mash y'all Harass y'all Until the shit we doing pass |
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