we goin’ to do it to ya lyrics – busta rhymes

{aiyyo mega’ gimme some of that barefoot jungle sh*t
and let me shake a leg n*gg*
(megahertz)}

let’s give it to ’em
yo, let’s give it to ’em
yo, let’s give it to ’em
busta bust, let’s give it to ’em
flipmode, let’s give it to ’em
check it

ever felt the fire burn like this
you shocked that i’ve returned like this
stern like sh*t’ll make you firm like this
c’mon, while we make the b*tches yearn like this
pearl white sh*t’ll make the world hype quick
and earl like knowin’ i’m bonin’ your girl like this

act sweet boy, n*gg* we pack heat so back boy
stack money like a backstreet boy
track sheet, never whack, b*tches h*ttin’ in my back seat
love my flick up in the black beat boy
so move your black feet boy, make b*tches bounce to this
don’t let me have to let the mac speak boy

track meet boy, hundred meter dash, straight to the trash
you corny rhymin’ on them whack beats boy
and you know we rock on and on
and make the b*tches wanna bounce, all night long and
and to my gettin’ money n*gg*z keep ballin’
you know we ’bout to take it to the next mornin’

get your big *ss on the floor
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we doin’ do it to ya
(alright)
n*gg*

get your big *ss on the floor
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we doin’ do it to ya
(alright)
n*gg*
get your big *ss on the floor, c’mon

the range ro’ and everythin’ you see is paid fo’ n*gg*, c’mon
change flow and then we lay low
chase mo’ money, f*ck i wanna waste dough fo’
stack peso, big money know my small money
probably bigger than your whack payroll
money get your hands off of me, dance all night
break b*tches hot and sweaty take your tight pants off for me
so h*rny, shorty pull your plans off on me

whylin’ out, while shorty ditchin’ her mans off for me
so simple, there go the champagne gl*ss
when your pour, make sure the whole entire thing full
sinful! still shorty puttin’ the somethin’ on me
brushin’ on me, whylin’ and feelin’ and touchin’ on me
whatchu play fo’? when i hop up in my two do’
great s*x and do it, say no mo’
make those, know n*gg* we got heat big

block sheets and sh*t and stay up on the hot street though
get high sh*t, fly b*tches runnin’ the flo’
hollerin’ and screamin’ this my sh*t!
count that in the amounts that amount to the ceiling
i know you love the way we bounce back n*gg*
gimme my ounce back n*gg*
flipmode back in the spot
you can run and go announce that n*gg*, c’mon

get your big *ss on the floor
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we doin’ do it to ya
(alright)
n*gg*

get your big *ss on the floor
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we goin’ do it to ya
(alright)
you know we doin’ do it to ya
(alright)
n*gg*
get your big *ss on the floor
you know we goin’

/ busta rhymes lyrics