Blowing The Speakers - Busta Rhymes
Yeah (Yeah), Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Yeah (Yeah)
And yeah (And yeah)
Yeah
We turnin' the heat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the beat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the street up again (Yee)
We blowin' the speakers again (Yeah)
In my Ferragana-Ferragamo (Uh)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Uh)
B_tch, we be comin' to win (Yeah)
Yes, we came a long way from the bottom
We turnin' the heat up again (Uh)
We f_ckin' the beat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the street up again (Yeah)
We blowin' the speakers again (Woop)
In my Ferragana-Ferragamo (Yeah)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Yeah)
B_tch, we be comin' to win (Uh)
Yes, we came a long way from the bottom (Yeah)
In a Panamera Porsche (Ugh)
Color marinara sauce (Ugh)
Color soundin' like I split a atom, put the body on a cross (Yeah)
Doin' this sh_t like you can't imagine
Even my b_tches be whippin' Phantoms (B_tches be whippin' Phantoms)
My b_tches drink flat tummy tea 'til all they sh_t all flatten (Yah)
See how we lettin' it go? (Damn)
Hannibal Lecter with flows (Damn)
Very selective with hoes
Despite I'm the n_gga she chose (Damn)
Get imported fabrics from Morocco (Yeah, yeah)
Ship with a ten million dollar condo (Yeah, yeah)
Just to me Macho C-Camacho (Yeah, yeah)
Leadin' the flacas, they gotta follow (Yeah)
We turnin' the heat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the beat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the street up again (Yee)
We blowin' the speakers again (Yeah)
In my Ferragana-Ferragamo (Uh)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Uh)
B_tch, we be comin' to win (Yeah)
Yes, we came a long way from the bottom
We turnin' the heat up again (Uh)
We f_ckin' the beat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the street up again (Yeah)
We blowin' the speakers again (Woop)
In my Ferragana-Ferragamo (Yeah)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Yeah)
B_tch, we be comin' to win (Uh)
Yes, we came a long way from the bottom (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Let me take off my coat 'cause it's hot in this b_tch (Hot in this b_tch)
I been gettin' my dough, just talkin' my sh_t (Talkin' and livin')
'Bout to f_ck with these hoes, follow the whip (Follow, follow)
And they know exactly what to do, follow the script
I'm in the gate and I'm countin' the profit
While sh_ttin' on n_ggas, you never could stop it
Future Bugattis, you know I'ma cop it
Then kill all these n_ggas, you know, when I drop it
N_ggas know already, n_ggas know the topic (Damn)
Jump up in this b_tch and n_ggas know I got it (Damn)
It's all up in my blood, they know it's biologic (Yee)
You can give 'em all a new feast for the street
I'ma give 'em the food so my n_ggas can eat
When I'm livin' the truth, that's always when I speak
Now go stand on the couch, now go stand on the seat
And I make all you n_ggas play this on repeat
Watch me lift up the buildin' and f_ck up the beat
While I spend all this money, I want a receipt
When you n_ggas cool off I'll be givin' you heat
And you know we'll be back just to f_ck up the streets
We turnin' the heat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the beat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the street up again (Yee)
We blowin' the speakers again (Yeah)
In my Ferragana-Ferragamo (Uh)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Uh)
B_tch, we be comin' to win (Yeah)
Yes, we came a long way from the bottom
We turnin' the heat up again (Uh)
We f_ckin' the beat up again (Yeah)
We f_ckin' the street up again (Yeah)
We blowin' the speakers again (Woop)
In my Ferragana-Ferragamo (Yeah)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Yeah)
B_tch, we be comin' to win (Uh)
Yes, we came a long way from the bottom (Yeah)
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