Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See Lyrics - When Disaster Strikes - Busta Rhymes

Ahh yeah, Flipmode 

Here we come 

'Bout to bust and explode 

'Flipmode, Busta Bus 

Nine-seven 

Hot shit 

Check it out 

Hit you with no delayin' so what you sayin' yo? 

Silly with my nine milli, what the deally yo? 

When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo 

Wild up in the club like we wild in the studio 

You don't wanna violate nigga really and truly yo 

My main thug nigga named Julio he moody yo 

Type of nigga that'll slap you with the tool-io 

Bitch nigga scared to death, act fruity yo 

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Fuck that, look at shorty, she a little cutie yo 

The way she shake it make me wanna get all in the booty yo 

Top miss, just hit the bangin' bitches in videos 

Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows 

Hit you with the shit, make you feel it all in your toes 

Hot shit got all you niggaz in wet clothes 

Stylin' my metaphors when I formulate my flows 

If you don't know you fuckin' with lyrical player pros, like that 

Do you really wanna party with me? 

Let me see just what you got for me 

Put all your hands where my eyes can see 

Straight buckwhylin in the place to be 

If you really wanna party with me 

Let me see just what you got for me 

Put all your hands where my eyes can see 

Straight buckwhylin in the place to be 

If you really wanna party with me 

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In God we trust 

Yo, it's a must that you heard of us yo we murderous 

A lot of niggaz is wonderin' and they furious 

How me and my niggaz do it, it's so mysterious 

Furious, all of my niggaz is serious 

Shook niggaz be walkin' around fearin' us 

Front nigga, like you don't wanna be hearin' us 

Gotta listen to hot radio, yo be playin' us 

Thirty time a day shit'll make you delirious 

Damaging everything all up in your areas 

Yo, it's funny how all the chickens be always servin' us 

All up in between they ass where they wanna carry us 

Hitcha good then I hit em off with the alias 

Various, chickens they wanna marry us 

Yo, it's flipmode, my nigga, you know we 'bout to bust 

Seven figure money, the label preparin' us 

Bite the dust, instead of you, makin' a fuss 

Niggaz know better 'cause there ain't no comparin' us 

Mad at us, niggaz is never, we fabulous 

Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous 

Ho-shit, my whole click victorious 

Takin' no prisoners, niggaz is straight up warriors 

While you feelin' that I know you be feelin' so glorious 

Then I blitz and reminisce on my nigga notorious 

Do you really wanna party with me? 

Let me see just what you got for me 

Put all your hands where my eyes can see 

Straight buckwhylin in the place to be 

If you really wanna party with me 

Let me see just what you got for me 

Put all your hands where my eyes can see 

Straight buckwhylin in the place to be 

If you really wanna party with me?