Show Me What You Got (Explicit) (Amended Version)

Show Me What You Got (Amended Version) - Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)

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Hoo

Yeah it's another one of them marvelous shits

Yeah flip mode huh Busta rhymes sh*t yeah

So remarkable yeah

As I say it over and over again

From song to song yeah so remarkable

Hah heh yeah so remarkable

Yo yo Busta Rhymes the immaculate raw

Hardcore riggady raw lay niggas flat on the floor

We climb into the back of the four

Nonchalant flavor for sure Timbs wit a aqua valor

Flava like you never seen it before

Ha holy sacred and pure

Flip mode be on it for sure

Be incredible to settle the score

Like a ni**a shot you in the face through the peephole in the door

From New York down to Singapore

Keep you niggas jumping around had the b**ches begging for more

Street niggas yeah we speak for the poor

Now we stack cheddar galore when we shop and buy at the store

Metaphor like nuclear war

I warned niggas if you try to bite sh*t

I'll leave a crack in your jaw

Take the livest niggas out on a tour

Make a ni**a black in the spot make you wanna take off a door

All my dogs who hustle everyday

All my dogs who hustle everyday now

Own a store laundry mat around the way

And own a store laundry mat around the way now

We got to get it yeah

My niggas all my niggas

Show me what you got for me what you got for me

All my niggas what ya got for me

All my shorties who stay fresh everyday

All my shorties that stay fresh everyday

My get money b**ches who still hang around the way

All my get money b**ches that chill around the way now

We got to get it yeah we gotta

My b**ches all my b**ches come on

Tell me what you got for me

What you got for me all my b**ches what you got for me

Now yo we stay packing the toast

Could give a f**k bust at a ghost

And end up on the front of the post

Niggas know that I be rocking the most

F**king Ethiopian b**ches living in the ivory coast

Let me d**g y'all niggas up wit a dose

Make you act just like you suppose

Watch a ni**a playing me close

Nowadays type of dough that we gross

I celebrate and throw me a roast

And get an old face for a host

We get it hype even when we be calm

Niggas know my word is my bond

When we come you know we the bomb

Hypnotic sh*t get you retarded

Shoulda known it was a bad move

F**king around and getting me started

Still whipping in the back of the truck

So what not giving a f**k

In the streets living it up

So what happened to the last ni**a bust

Could give a f**k whoever he was

Throw them niggas outta the clubs

Them niggas all sh*t turning me off

Tie em up making em cough

Gag em in the throat wit a cloff

After that we go and wild for the night

Make em know the style for the night

Car low pile for the night

You know we always give y'all niggas a blaze

Black it out and party for days

Let y'all niggas f**k with the strays

F**king dimes at the end of the days

Getting money but it's too late

Got a ni**a stuck in his ways

All my dogs who hustle everyday

All my dogs who hustle everyday now

Own a store laundry mat around the way

And own a store laundry mat around the way now

We got to get it yeah

My niggas all my niggas

Show me what you got for me what you got for me

All my niggas what ya got for me

All my shorties who stay fresh everyday

All my shorties that stay fresh everyday

My get money b**ches who still hang around the way

All my get money b**ches that chill around the way now

We got to get it yeah we gotta

My b**ches all my b**ches come on

Tell me what you got for me

What you got for me all my b**ches what you got for me