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Busta Rhymes

"Busta Rhymes" Lyrics by Qveen Herby

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doing that? How, how you doing that?

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doin’ that Busta rhyme?

I don’t really know

I don’t really know how I got a flow

I don’t wanna tell you, I’m a pro

Do a little run and I get it done

Every time I spit it like a gun

Mom said I must’ve been born with it

I wasn’t always so sure of it

Now, now I can see all the worth in it, so I be burnin’ shit

Every time I get a little better so I gotta do it

Every single day like I’m junkie with a habit

And I know it front and back, pull the hat out of the rabbit

If you want it, you can have it, ring it up, I can bag it

All my women that be rockin’, look at all we have in common

Anything we gonna do, we gotta do it like a problem

And they say they wanna keep us at the bottom

But we too damn awesome, too damn awesome

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doing that? How, how you doing that?

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doin’ that Busta rhyme?

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doing that? How, how you doing that?

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doin’ that Busta rhyme?

I’m so fed up, I should be fat

I’m big papi when I’m at bat

Fuckin’ salary got no cap

Every time I do it like I do it, they gag

Can I be totally real with you?

Can’t do what nobody tell you to

Once you decide what you wanna do

Unlock it and cock it like Rambo do, then you unleash the fool

Now I’m feeling kinda shady when you’re looking at my mouth like I’m a little fucking baby

Talking all this kinda shit, like, oh my god, somebody spare me

Ya’ll ain’t even seen the best of me, and all you do is dare me

But a pussy grab back when the situation hairy (meow)

Can’t keep me in a cage, no canary

Got a lot I wanna say, a library

And I spit it so quick that it’s scary

Y’all never wanted me to be another copy catter

Would you rather see me pull another dagger?

When I get to rhyming, all the people start to gather

And I’m making it look easy like I’m working up a lather

And my teacher is a legend, ain’t nobody on his radar

I know how to write a rhyme, he’s a really hard grader

Can you please do me a favor and jump on the elevator

Going up in this bitch like a hungry alligator

Twist it and I turn it like a hate exterminator

If it’s any indicator, call it now or call me later

‘Cause my team is rollin in like a bevy of invaders

We ain’t never turn down ’cause I never use a fader

And I keep it on a hundred so my booty got no stuffin’

If you disappointing me, I do a fair amount of cussin’

It’s magic when I’m cuttin’ and puttin’ it outta nuttin’

Stuntin’ Gucci on my boots so they see me when I’m coming

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doing that? How, how you doing that?

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doin’ that Busta rhyme?

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doing that? How, how you doing that?

People ask me, people ask me all the time

How you doin’ that Busta rhyme?

How you doin’? How, how you doin’ that?

How you doin’? How, how you doin’ that?

How you doin’? People ask me all the time

How you doin’ that Busta rhyme?

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