, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby It's another head banger Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six weeks I be on the MP so much that my
level where I could'nt take it no more Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor Now
Cali, Put it on the flo'. Cali, Put it on the flo'. Miami, Put it on the flo'. Miami, Put it on the flo'. Atlanta, Put it on the flo'. Atlanta, Put it on
Put it on the flo'. Cali, Put it on the flo'. Miami, Put it on the flo'. Miami, Put it on the flo'. Atlanta, Put it on the flo'. Atlanta, Put it
saying hmm, now I'm a put you on blast Just like a tint window when you put your shit on the glass Bust right through the window then it sit on the dash
but you know i love the way my Chick be holdin it down extremely thoughall about the way she be reppin it hard travel anywhere my shorty come touchin the gaurd bust it
get it on got my people on the side we shoudl get it on let's chill tonight we gon get it on [Benzino]: Shorty lookin high when she takin it on the
nasty on the strategy The city never sleeps, so don't sleep on us I put niggas to rust, when my gun bust and plus You get rushed and when the press is on
to Hear me, pay attention, put your shoes on Yo, my team be bellyaching hungry niggaz on the swarm again Pirahna niggaz bite dick, yo Son, it's on again
on this Busta track And now the game's on smash Yeah all my live niggas get yours Floss heavy all my bitches bounce on the floor Check it, squads deep
player, so why hate it My rhyme through out of control, when I say it Spit back with a rap or gat, can I spray it How can I say it? I leave it de-hydrated
it, we got it, ladies, spot it No doubt about it, fly and exotic When we on the scene it's a major plus And whoever facin' us we dangerous If you want it, we got it, ladies, spot it
shit regularly, word to my mother Show love for the bitches and put it down for my brudda Hot butter funk make it rain, close the shutter, violate Catch it
of this super Mike When you check on your Papi When you're right baby, hug me with all your might And put it on, cause you know it's on tonight Break
say fire it up (fire it up) Say fire it up (fire it up) C'MON! Now, everytime that I meet a nigga who fronting It's aight 'cause you getting money and
level where I could'nt take it no more Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor Now I
charts Now put your hands in the air for the black Mozart, OH! Chorus: Busta Rhymes (Ohhhh), Now come on (Screeeam), Jump baby come on Get your hands