Do It To Death
Rhymes, Busta
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Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, everybody, come on
Here we go, party people
Ooh
Pull up in the whip, pop the trunk, feel it?
Barefoot gorilla baboon funk, you hear it?
Me and my nigga Ricky was itchin' to meet some women
Met some chickens, they was actin' so snobby and bitchy
Fuck it, pass me the sticky, the chicky wanted to leave me
With a kiss and a hickey, I ain't with it, but give me a quickie
I ain't into doin' the licky-licky
Even though you be lookin' so pretty
I own all of my shit, never fifty-fifty
Oodle noodles, Odels for oohs, never refuse
Accuse me for the brews
Shit got a rattlin' sound, better tighten the screws
Runnin' and gunnin', kinda stunnin'
The way we be comin' around slummin', wildin' and dummin'
My nigga Horace kick up a nigga like Chuck Norris
Got some other niggas lost way up in the forest
Hang you up in a harness
Label me and all of my niggas the hardest
Fuck around, be the next formerly known as artist
Lay down with a goddess, pretty lily, Adonis
Besides all of that, niggas is novice
I make you all a promise
The promise is that I'm so dominant
And that I am so prominent
Captured the whole of Asia as a continent
Oh, shit, I be comin' and tumblin' down
Rumblin', stumblin' down
Freak it proper with unusual musical sound
Bringin' the ruckus, you motherfuckers be givin' me pounds
Thimme-di sam, give me the camcorder
In the city with plans, me and my fam
Hustlin', tustlin', makin' it through, me and my mans
How we gon' do this? (Make the moves)
Keepin' it live (Where my niggas is at)
Stackin' my paper (Put it away safe)
Straight buck wild, let me see your hands
What we gon' do? (Do it to death)
What we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
What we gon' do? (Do it to death)
What we gon' do? (Do it to death)
Yo, pen or a needle make you wobble or weeble, niggas is feeble
Back in the day, I used to get money illegal
Get some ass, cop a room down at the Regal
Hit you with so much drama, make niggas always wait for the sequel
Yo, there ain't no equal on how we be reppin' for the people
Yo, there really ain't no equal
Ask Hillary, met her down on Flatbush and Tillary
She killin' me, got me crazy, wildin', actin' straight grizzly
But never made it too far together
I left her standin' on Franklin and Willoughby
Another mystery to me
Why she still on the corner kissin' at me, pissin' at me?
Ignorin' these bitches, they angry, now they riffin' at me
Vital and critical, literal lyrical, make niggas pitiful
Go to the clinical, examine your physical
Frightenin' and enlightenin' at the same time
Get the goods and price 'em and doin' the heist again
You thinkin' we would be nice again
We on a mission, we don't need none of your advice again
Hold me down, baby
Pitter patter, you chitter chatter too much
I'ma splitter splatter your blitter bladder
Make you spill out your guts
How we gon' do this? (Make the moves)
Keepin' it live (Where my niggas is at)
Stackin' my paper (Put it away safe)
Straight buck wild, let me see your hands
What we gon' do? (Do it to death)
What we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
What we gon' do? (Do it to death)
What we gon' do? (Do it to death)
Flipmode Squad (Hell yeah)
How we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
Flipmode Squad (Hell yeah)
How we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
How we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
Ayo, how we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
How we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
I said how we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)
Ayo, Flipmode Squad (Hell yeah)
How we gon' do? (We gon' do it to death)