Look At Me Now Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club 

You can't even get in 

Hah-aha, leggo 

Yellow model chick 

Yellow bottle sipping 

Yellow Lamborghini 

Yellow top missing 

Yeah, yeah 

That shit look like a toupee 

I get what you get in 10 years, in two days 

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J 

If you get what I get, what would you say? 

She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi 

And them suicide doors, Hari Kari 

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Look at me now, look at me now 

Oh, I'm getting paper 

Look at me now 

Oh, look at me now 

Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker 

Lil nigga bigger than gorilla 

'Cause I'm killing every nigga that come try to be on my shit 

Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her 

And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick 

Oops I said on my dick 

I ain't really mean to say on my dick 

But since we talking about my dick 

All of you haters say hi to it 

I'm done 

Photos 

Hell, Breezy 

Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling 

When you're doing that thing over there homie 

Ay ay ay ay ay ay 

Let's go! 

'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running 

And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away 

Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop 

'Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day 

Go! 

See they really really wanna pop me 

Blow! 

Just know that you will never flop me 

And I know that I can be a little cocky 

Oh 

You ain't never gonna stop me 

Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it 

Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shut out any little thing that nigga think that he be doing 

'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada 

Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing 

I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas 

That I always win and then I gotta get it again, and again, and then again And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul 

A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style 

And niggas know that I'm the best when it come to doing this 

And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west 

And I come to give you more and I will never give you less 

You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press 

Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go 

See the way we on it and we all up in the race and you know 

We gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace 

And we struggle and I hustle and I set it and I get it 

And we always gotta do it take it to another place 

Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it 

And I gotta cut all through this traffic 

Just to be at the top of the throne 

Better know I gotta have it, have it 

Look at me now, look at me now 

Oh, I'm getting paper 

Look at me now 

Oh, look at me now 

Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker 

Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'? 

I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges 

I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution 

Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy 

I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar 

Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator 

You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter 

Marley said, "Shoot 'em," and I said, "OK" 

If you want that bullshit then I'm like "Olé" 

I don't care what you say, so don't even speak 

Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil 

That's word to my flag, and my flag red 

I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb 

You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying 

What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five 

I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie 

Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight, 

Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light", 

And my pockets right, and my diamonds white 

And my mamma's nice and my daddy's dead 

You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while 

I was like fuck trial I puts it down 

I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch 

Look at me now, look at me now 

Oh, I'm getting paper 

Look at me now 

Oh, look at me now 

Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker 

Okay, okay 

Is that right? 

I'm fresher than a motherfucker.