We Got What You Want Lyrics

(Busta Rhymes)Yeah I though all y'all was goin'Uh, Yeah, yeah, yeahWere gonna take y'all on a little ride and shitYou mean now, now, now, yeahWe gonna sail in one of them big fat ocean liners on the streetSwim through this mutha fuckaBusta-Bus now, now, now(Busta Rhymes)Hop scotch I found a new bounceJust rock back and fourth while my beat knock (Aurgh!)Stop chips and cock glocks wit' clipsGo sailing in hot ships and park big whips (oh!)Getting' them whips and bounce outta townTake trips ride slow through them hoods and park at the main stripBaby girl gimme yo hand cock fast (c'mon!)With a number in your hand, hot ass (hold up!)Shorty actin' just like she had a hit (on me!)Fuckin' while shorty's busy shakin' her shit (on me!)Man stop, just let ?em flop watch girlfriend let alone cock blockHot shit make a bitch wanna whine just like a reggae tuneMake y'all niggaz wanna act and bust the AK boom!Everyday create a may lay today is pay day mutha fucka you better make way!(Hook)It's your night go get your moneyGet that dough bounce if ya wantAnd light that blunt smoke if you got toShake yo shit bounce if you have toFlimode squad back in the spotWith all yo shit bounce in the truckYes yes y'all bounce we go what ya wantAll my niggaz, all my niggazAll my bitches!C'mon!(Busta Rhymes)We stay spittin' onSee what we sittin onShittin' you see how my 20? be fittin' on niggaA 100 dollar bill shorty number was written onHittin' shorty on the sink wit' the lights in the kitchen onC'mon! move quiet with all the DL chicksWho carry on Lincoln head up on my CL 6Hit y'all wit' the shit split y'allChicks all on my whip hoping ya ass fit y'allWe suppose to reach most shit bangWatch how niggaz bounce in East Coast (Heaighh!)Choke y'all provoke y'allKillin' street everytime we distribute the coke allCheck it, see now a days we caught cribsAnd caught big fat lossFuck big fat bitches that make cliques back offThe way we prove it to y'allIs just bang niggaz every time we do it to y'all(Hook)(Busta Rhymes)YeahStraight black out shit fo showMaking you back yo mack out quick Aiyo (huh)Yeah we floss and drop pricy thingsTalk slick and money and rock icy thingsShe tried to get that scoreBy throwing the pussy begging me to hit that raw (uh oh)We puts it on and watch bitches getting' a getsyFlimode up in this mutha fucka just for the record(Hook)