We Got What You Want Lyrics - Genesis - Busta Rhymes

Yeah, I though all y'all was goin' 

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah 

We're 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 

Hop scotch I found a new bounce 

Just rock back and fourth while my beat knock 

Stop chips and cock glocks wit' clips 

Go sailing in hot ships and park big whips 

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 

With a number in your hand, hot ass 

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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 

Everyday create a may lay today is pay day 

Mutha fucka you better make way 

Live your life, 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 

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We stay spittin' on, see what we sittin' on 

Shittin' you see how my twenty inch be fittin' on nigga 

A hundred 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 

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 

Live your life, 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 with 

Yes, yes, y'all bounce, we go what ya want 

All my niggaz, all my niggaz 

All my bitches, c'mon 

Yeah, straight black out shit fo show 

Making you back yo mack out quick Aiyo 

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 

We puts it on and watch bitches getting' a getsy 

Flimode up in this mutha fucka just for the record 

Live your life, 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 with 

Yes, yes, y'all bounce, we go what ya want 

All my niggaz, all my niggaz 

All my bitches, c'mon