We Got What You Want

Yeah I though all y'all was goin'

Uh, Yeah, yeah, yeah

Were gonna take y'all on a little ride and shit

You mean now, now, now, yeah

We gonna sail in one of them big fat ocean liners on the street

Swim through this mutha fucka

Busta-Bus now, now, now

[Busta Rhymes]

Hop scotch I found a new bounce

Just rock back and fourth while my beat knock (Aurgh!)

Stop chips and cock glocks wit' clips

Go sailing in hot ships and park big whips (oh!)

Getting' them whips and bounce outta town

Take trips ride slow through them hoods and park at the main strip

Baby 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 block

Hot shit make a bitch wanna whine just like a reggae tune

Make 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 money

Get that dough bounce if ya want

And light that blunt smoke if you got to

Shake yo shit bounce if you have to

Flimode squad back in the spot

With all yo shit bounce in the truck

Yes yes y'all bounce we go what ya want

All my niggaz, all my niggaz

All my bitches!

C'mon!

[Busta Rhymes]

We stay spittin' on

See what we sittin on

Shittin' you see how my 20¦ be fittin' on nigga

A 100 dollar bill shorty number was written on

Hittin' shorty on the sink wit' the lights in the kitchen on

C'mon! move quiet with all the DL chicks

Who carry on Lincoln head up on my CL 6

Hit y'all wit' the shit split y'all

Chicks all on my whip hoping ya ass fit y'all

We suppose to reach most shit bang

Watch how niggaz bounce in East Coast (Heaighh!)

Choke y'all provoke y'all

Killin' street everytime we distribute the coke all

Check it, see now a days we caught cribs

And caught big fat loss

Fuck big fat bitches that make cliques back off

The way we prove it to y'all

Is just bang niggaz every time we do it to y'all

[Hook]

[Busta Rhymes]

Yeah

Straight black out shit fo show

Making you back yo mack out quick Aiyo (huh)

Yeah we floss and drop pricy things

Talk slick and money and rock icy things

She tried to get that score

By throwing the pussy begging me to hit that raw (uh oh)

We puts it on and watch bitches getting' a getsy

Flimode up in this mutha fucka just for the record

[Hook]