You Won't Tell, I Won't Tell Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Busta Rhymes feat. Greg Nice 

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You Won't Tell, I Won't Tell 

Busta Rhymes feat. Greg Nice 

You Won't Tell, I Won't Tell 

Hey hey hey hey hey hey 

[Busta Rhymes] Greg Nice, Busta Rhymes in the place to be 

And for the whole entire world to see 

Fuckin up your whole entire par-ty 

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Chorus: Greg Nice, Busta RHymes 

Busta Rhymes and Greg Nice we never fa-il 

(You won't te-ll, I won't te-ll) 

My shit stay fresh never ever ever stale 

(You won't te-ll, I won't te-ll) 

Foot shock to your ass just like the third ra-il 

(You won't te-ll, I won't te-ll) 

Snitches get stitches when they go to ja-il 

(You won't te-ll, I won't te-ll) 

Verse One: Greg Nice 

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Sometimes I feel like Bobby's World 

Rocked the mic, before jheri curl 

Single, mingle, no main girl 

On the low, like Secret Squirrel 

Uhh! It's time to Patti Duke 

So shake whatcha mamma gave ya like Luke 

It's Greg N-I always down to juice 

Too much Hennesey make ya puke 

Now I bust on indo dreams 

Uhh, I don't be fuckin with keys 

Rock the shell-top, or pin-striped Lee's 

I could write a song make a hundred G's 

You went back to high school, nuthin but a tease 

Know I got stones, call me Mr. Please Please 

Walkin down the street wit yo' 

box in your hand... hot damn! 

I never drove a Lex dog, never drove a Land 

or a Testarossa, rather puff L's 

and I sip on mimosa, bedroom wall 

homegirl have my poster, I'm not surprised 

That's the way it's supposed to, makes ya hot 

Much hotter than a toaster, style elevates 

like a roller coaster 

Chorus 

Verse Two: Busta Rhymes 

Yo, the greatest unsolved mystery 

of how I rotate your chicken golden rotissiere 

Freak the cheesecake flow from here to Sicily 

You really need to get offa my, hickory-dickory 

The main attraction, even freaks the close caption 

Snap break a piece off, a little small fraction 

I still fulfill your dissatisfaction 

I'm in the process, of completing a transaction 

Huh, Carnegie Hall, like a opera singer nigga 

Still doin the yes y'all, uhh! 

Today we bust guns in the future we bustin lasers 

Out of range in case you tried to reach me through my pager 

I'm bout to blaze ya, with the flows that will amaze ya 

Hot to death nigga, call me Smokin Joe Frazier 

Seal up the box and present the closed casket 

Busta Rhymes got the boombastic fruit basket 

Bend your ass back, stretch you like elastic 

More drastic when I be feelin fantastic, uhh! 

Caught the chills stack the large bills barbeque on the grill 

Me and my niggaz grant wills 

Niggaz talkin shit but they ain't got no skills 

Lookin like they full of shit your niggaz named you no frills 

Don't let me catch you takin for granted 

When my lyrical cause will leave y'all niggaz stranded 

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Niggaz thought they could fly, but really crash landed 

Hah, when I'm in the place I'm up in your house 

All y'all corny motherfuckers need to shut your mouth! 

Chorus 

[Greg Nice] 

If you won't te-ll, I won't te-ll 

If you won't te-ll (I said that I won't te-ll) 

I say if you won't te-ll...