Theres Not A Problem My Squad Cant Fix - Busta Rhymes
Artist : “Busta Rhymes”
Song title : “Theres Not A Problem My Squad Cant Fix”
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jamal
Cmon
Yeah villain
Cmon
Aight?
I got this side right here
Take this side right there
Cmon do this
Busta bus
Cmon
Aight?
Cmon here we go stayin street
Jamal
Paws
To the wall
With the dirty dog
Raw rap-ture
If you aint with it bite crotch til it break your jaw
Your jaw for tryin to knock us
Tryin to kill or stop us
Jack our propers
Busta bus
They fakin
The cake is for the takin
While they runnin they face
Im lettin the plan bake
formulate
Now look at the plot
We got
More and more shit thats hot
Show to rock the spot
Clock or knot
Nigga the whole pot
Ready or not
We comin
Snatchin every comer
Witcha hoe in the benz-o
Dumbin like a motherfucker
Busta rhymes
You can be my lady
You could even be my lollipop sucker
The road dawg baby comin like the mad trucker
Lot of jealous niggaz lookin funnier than chris tucker
God bless
Oh yes
I stay fresh
full of finesse
My congress show progress
Stylish
Hit you with the shit to digest
In this rhyme shit we be some of the worlds finest
Your highness
Leavin corny niggaz spineless
Attack it with the classic rhyme flow timeless ha ha
Chorus busta rhymes
Not a problem my squad cant fix
Cause we can do
It in the mix
So when you niggaz talk trash
You can get a bust ass
Cause you know we dont fuck around
When you niggaz talk shit
Lay ya six feet under the ground
Ground ground
Ground ground
When you niggaz talk shit
Lay ya six feet under the ground
Ground ground
Ground ground
Jamal
This is how we ride
Throw your hands from side to side
Its party time
And dont forget get yours
Cause ima get mine
Who dat?the villain til im peelin a million
Ridin dirty
And bustin like thirty-thirty
Til a nigga end
Knowin that the shit is fucked im still here to win what?
Cheddar uh if you aint about it then i think you better
Hang the little plot you got
Dont sweat it main
My nigga
My lifes uncut like kane
Real "raw"
Yall dont know shit about jamal or what im in it for
Cash
Cars
fly whores and tours
fillin my pipe
With no messes and no limits
Them other one scrimpin
Has the tent froze frigid
fraud as a gimmick
Dick lickin chasin chickens
I mash for the cash with the click and
Rip a show then im dippin in the whip and high trippin
Busta rhymes
While yall niggaz hoppin and skippin i stick the clip in
Yo
Accelerate on the gas
Move fast
Blast
find a nigga foot in your ass
Colorful niggaz
Just peep the whole contrast
flipmode is the squad
A news flash
Bust your shit up
What the fuck
Nigga get up
Violate
Niggaz get they whole shit lit up!
Break fool
Niggaz know the rules
Rob jewels
Champagne bath
Throw the mo-et in the pool
Nigga caught a motherfuckin strain on the brain
Ridin on the train
Ima whip a benz in the rain
Oversized click on the rise so realize we be
Dem niggaz that dead up all you funny little small fries
The franchise
flipmode damagin all of you "fall guys"
Yo im tired of niggaz they full of "true lies"
No time we got the right surprise
Need a new beginnin
Need to get a baptise
Ha ha
You need to get a baptise
Word is bond
Aiyyo
Chorus
Busta rhymes
Ground
A-ground
A-gr-gr-ground-ground
Just party to the shit like this cmon
Just bounce to the motherfuckin beat cmon
You niggaz dont know my brand new song cmon
Aiyyo
Hear me out yall
Uhh
Yo
And just feel my shit
Cmon bounce what the fuck?