hot shit makin’ ya bounce lyrics – busta rhymes

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
just bounce around
all my n*gg*s in the place need to bounce around
just bounce around
make ya bounce around
all my b*tches in the place need to bounce around
make ya bounce around
i’ll make ya bounce around
shake yo t*tties and yo *ss and bounce around
just bounce around
just bounce around
c’mon

yeah n*gg* this sh*t here be the boss of me
none of y’all n*gg*s is ready run go see the pharmacy
prepare for the coming of another grand larceny
pardon me, you n*gg*s ain’t even a little hard to me
sh*t i spit’ll slice you all up in yo main artery
for the simple fact we didn’t grow together, you ain’t a part of me
makin n*gg*s ride my long star singin the choruses
open orifices they gon’ go cop another fortresses
meet a couple delorises
travel when we on the low whippin them ford tauruses
ay yo-yo yo-yo yo
now i be busta ryhmes multimedia
latest edition added to the street encyclopedia
(meaning) keep your eyes on greedy n*gg*s gettin greedier
(meaning) keep your eyes on meaty *sses gettin meatier
worldwide publication bring tribulation
to all whack n*gg*s i smash yo’ dedication
my purpose is to purchase and really hurt this
bring alla my n*gg*s amongst the wealthy merchants
gently we conquer the spot until its empty
present me and my n*gg*s with *rs*nal aplenty
break fools, send you to school, follow the rules
violate my tools, lay you in your own blood pool
but for now i drop jewels on the mentally strong
with sh*t to say we don’t allow n*gg*s to say up in a song

aiyyo, aiyyo, hot sh*t makin ya bounce
one two (two) ride around in large amounts
one two (two) high offa half an ounce
one two (two), one two (two)
one two (two), hot sh*t makin ya bounce
one two (two) ride around in large amounts
one two (two) we high offa half an ounce
one two (two), one two (two)

caliente, wearing ferdio valente
shorty whippin in a mitsubishi viamonte
smell the roses, overdoses, givin n*gg*s they diagnosis
i got the answer for n*gg*s who need they prognosis
sh*t for alla y’all n*gg*s to smell up in your noses
hocus pocus, introduce me to the hostess
i was dyin’a stroke uh play strip poker
in the limo as i directed the limo chauffer
told the n*gg* to spin over by the club copa
watchin shorty lay as she spread on the limo sofa
she asked the chauffer to stop for a frappachino mocha
then she let me blaze it while i still had my gun in my holster
still bonin, word i love the way shorty moanin
zonin, word is born n*gg*s is wide open
yo, have a little fun all in between time
and now we focus on the money sh*t all in the meantime
word to mother- i work hard to keep microphonin
and alert n*gg*s to sh*t like when the devil started clonin
what n*gg*? yeah, we bowlin and sh*t is rollin
little sh*tty-*ss n*gg*s should run and go clean ya colon
any human that be *ssumin i check my n*gg* ruben for the ice cuban
*ssist him in my lincoln ave. boomin
whats the issue? i come to get you
may the force be with you
bang your head, rupture your brain tissue
i unravel sh*t faster than sound travel
battle any amphibian or live mammal
don’t fret from sunrise to sunset
make a n*gg* bounce quick and i ain’t even grabbed my gun yet
i ain’t done yet before i go to my permanent home
make sure you put ‘one of the illest’ on my tombstone

aiyyo, aiyyo, hot sh*t makin ya bounce
one two (two) ride around in large amounts
one two (two) high offa half an ounce
one two (two), one two (two)
one two (two) hot sh*t makin ya bounce
one two (two) ride around in large amounts
one two (two) we high offa half an ounce
one two (two), one two (two)
one two (two), one two (two)
one two (two), one two (two)
one two (two), one two (two)
one two (two)

/ busta rhymes lyrics