Busta Rhymes lyrics

Busta Rhymes lyrics

"Pass The Courvoisier lyrics"

Bleed lyrics
You're not listening, so why should i talk to you Why should i understand, why should i follow through Out of luck Out of time Out of hopelessnes And sleepless nights ahead Not asking for this strange situation Not asking for this trite vaccination Not asking for this genius complication Are you loving Or leaving Or lying Or dying away (i've got to get the hell out of here, Get my shit off the ground, knock this place down. So far, far away, i just bl

(feat. P. Diddy)

[P.Diddy w/ Busta In Background]
Oh yea, I like this, Ladies & Gentlemen
The time you all been waitin for
(lets do it, do it, do it)
This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration
(Come on)

[P. Diddy]
Shake ya ass (come on), watch yourself (o.k)
I'm the man (lets go) and no one else
raah, raah

[Busta Rhymes]
Like a dungeon dragon
Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin'
I said I'm sick with the flow
Stick a dick in ya hoe
Make them shut down the club, we threw a brick in da door

[P. Diddy]
Shit, I'm the number man, hot like summerjam

[Busta (Puff)]
Slick like Fonsareli, and rich like cunningham
I stretch them like rubber bands (I make them say)
Oh shit, the bitch got up and left with another man
(Saaay what!?, wha is you talkin bout?)
Theres nothin to talk about (see), you just a walk about
I light a long L, and just blowin the smok
Downtown Lights lyrics
he left for the stars on the streets with six strings a song in his head and three chords in his heart well they all gave him six months at most he'd be right back right back at home [chorus] but his names in the marquis lights tonight Hollywood the kid with a one track mind born to lose rock bottom couldn't hold him to his fate's own making he stands alone with a bottle far far from home ten years later he wakes up there's a new face on TV he's got a job as an extra and a guitar with two strings anything he's ev
e about

[P. Diddy]
See, we serious wit it, they aint nothin to talk about

[Busta]
And while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce
Shake ya shit tuck in ya ass in poke it out, come on

[Chorus: Busta & P. Diddy]
[Busta] Give me the Henny, you can give me the Cris
You can pass me the Remi, but the pass the Courvoisier
[Diddy] Give me the ass, you could give me the dough
You can give me 'dro, but pass the Courvoisier
[Busta] Give me some money, you can give me some cars
But you can give me the bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier
[Diddy] Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs
You can give me whaever just pass the Courvoisier

[P. Diddy]
We got these hoes lovin it
They gettin familiar man, they screamin out my government (Sean John)
I like them in twins like doublement (Don Juan)

[Busta]
We be bangin all types of chicks from here to (Hong Kong)
The best dresse
You Messed Up lyrics
Whaa? I'm back [verse1] You don't say that I'm pretty All these simple things Adding up to big ones There is where you messed up No movies or flowers Hours not knowing Whereyou are or who you're with There is where you messed up [Chorus] You keep on actin' like I really need a brother Man I don't need a brother Better get you're ish together Can't keep on holding on Waitin'for you And baby there is where you messed up You keep on
bitches actin all cute to my shit
And get the wlyin out they actin like a ? to my shit
? go a distance from yours, we holdin Jewish money now
Down to the credit card different from yours

[Diddy]
Its the law for me to get in ya drawers
I run the city of cars, they call me Mr. Diddy, the boss
You know me, the only G to willy a porshe

[Busta]
We get dough in all land the size of philly of course
Can imagine the price that my jewlery really would cost
We go to clubs with a briefcase and a half milli to floss (damn)
Fuck around and you can really get tossed
Ken Griffey flow, call me Alaska 'cause I be the king of the frost
What you can do is

[Chorus]

[Hook: Busta]
Five thousand boomin watts
I got a thousand karats all over my watch
Travel lighty, flow back easy
Back with the bus-a-bus and the P.D
We stay livin at the top of the charts
The shit we be spittin, be state of the art
We rockin ya block shit,
Guitar And Vidio Games lyrics
how is it you fell? I remember you at the top of my room all these things we ondered how to hide see how it works when all the day long in a battle of mud all these fears we wondered how to hide our love how is it you fell when you run? ships won't come in, in a bottle of mud all this time looking for love and you want to find peace but you find me mondrary fields where we run see how it works with a bottle of rum all this time hiding from death and we want to be strong but we find the tru
lyin like rock shit
Strapped with the gun and the street corner hot shit

[Diddy]
Now we sittin' in the drop top pretty
Knock, knock who is he?

[Busta]
Bus-a-bus, I put it down and this I get busy
(Excuse me bus-a-bus)
Full control of the city, if you aint know

[Diddy]
By the way, the name is Puff
It aint my fault ya dane corrupt
We went form Henny, to Remi to Moe to Belve to..

[Busta]
The game is us; we gettin money motherfucker
And the game we trust
Everytime we put it down, reppin the name is a must
Flipmode!

[Chorus 2x]

[Puff Talking:]
yea, yea, yea just pass the Courvoisier
yea, pass me that louie that motherfuckin' that that iron groove
Nineteen vintage motherfuckin' medievil
Ow, bitch. Yea, just pass the courvoisier
That that shit make, that dark shit just me wanna fuck
Straight up, I just need to know
Dis nigga Diddy dick hard as a..[mumbles]