Bus A Bus Remix

Make ya feel good, feel alright

One time, feel good yeah y'all

Busta Rhymes in the place y'all

Makin you feel real good y'all

Flipmode is the Squad in the place y'all

Verse One: Busta Rhymes

Buckwild to all of my niggaz who don't care

Floss like a bunch of young black millionaires

Makin ya run, me and my Dunn, stackin my ones

Floss a lil', invest up in a mutual fund

Blowin the horn, a sense of every day I was born

Never dream I see a nigga landscaping my lawn

Dangerous, my nigga shit be accurate

Have to get, the flow be so immaculate

Aiyyo, aiyyo, watchin my dough, sippin my Moe'

Slippin in slow, them pretty bitches sayin hello

Anyway go 'head and diss, play your Oil of Olay

Little honeydip within a little Cariola

I don't mean to hold you up but I got somethin to say

Swear to only give you hot shit everyday

Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us

You strange to us, that's when we gettin dangerous, come on

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

This, is, serious

We could make you delirious

You should have a healthy fear of us

Cause too much of us is dangerous

So dangerous, we so dangerous

My Flipmode Squad is dangerous

So dangerous, we so dangerous

My whole entire unit is dangerous

Verse Two: Busta Rhymes

Hold your breath, we swingin it from right to left

Word to Wyclef, nigga shit be hot to death

Stayin Alive, you know only the stronger survive

Holdin my heat, under my seat, whippin my five

Bassline for all of my people movin around

Give me a pound, all of my niggaz holdin it down

Cuttin you up, the new shit, ruckin you up

Fuckin you up, my black hole, suckin you up

Back in the days, a nigga used to be ass out

Now a nigga holdin several money market accounts

Blaze the street, and then I would just like to announce

Feelin my groove, my jigga jigga makin you bounce

Others is fair, me and my niggaz breakin the bread

Straight gettin it, we got you niggaz holdin your head

Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us

You strange to us, that's when we gettin dangerous, come on

Chorus

Interlude: Busta Rhymes

One time y'all

Throw your hands real high y'all

Yea, get down y'all

Let me see you all y'all

Busta Rhymes, Flipmode y'all

Nineteen ninety eight y'all

Ha, get down ya'll

Let's have a ball y'all

Verse Three: Busta Rhymes

Feelin the heat up in the street rockin the beat

Step up in the club, take me to my reserved seat

Comin around, all of my niggaz surround me

So much bottles of liquor, y'all niggaz'll drown me

Makin ya drunk, feelin the funk, blazin the skunk

Stay hittin with the shit that blow a hole in ya trunk

Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us

You strange to us that's when we gettin dangerous, come on

Chorus