Текст (слова) песни: Busta Rhymes - Hey Ladies

Here we go now, yea
C`mon, yea, check it

[Verse One]
I said my solo jump off, been boomin since nine-six
My solo jump off, been boomin since nine-six
Hittin trippin the circuit breaker, flickin the light switch
The kid like is he known for givin you wild hits
I keep my name on the way on top of the now list
Bangin on every level, droppin the now shit
It`s like the feelin after watchin a couple of (?) flick
And once you hear the kid, you`ll be knowin the sound sick
Spaz in the club, watchin the crowd flip
That`s when I knew the crown was up for whoever the crown fit
Nowadays while I go bag me a fine bitch
Bitch watchin my pocket, seein we wild rich
Shorty hopin we smellin nothin like foul fish
While you swingin ass at the devil, claimin you righteous
A lot of haters I`m knowin you like this
While you floss unnecessarily, sippin on wild Crist`

[Chorus]
I say LADIES, my MERCEDES
Hold fo` in the back, two if you fat
Feel it all in your gut, your neck and your back
When you step up in the club I know you know how to act
Hey SOLDIERS, get your floss on
Va-let in the lot, park the Yukon
Shorty shakin her waist, and rippin her thong
Now all my people are muggin and singin the song, I`m sayin

[Verse Two]
Shit still boomin in two-thousand and three
My shit still boomin in two-thousand and three
And we don`t give a fuck about who you claimin to be
My jewels blind bitches where they ain`t able to see
These fools try to talk just a little much to a G
They say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a tree
Clear my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of tea
Takin different constant boats, from the land to the sea
I got my paper see, I ain`t doin nuttin for free
Unless it`s for the hood, it might cost you a small fee
Niggaz all in the street, whylin whippin the V
Clever from New York to Chicago back to the D
Check it, take it back like when I was flippin a ki
Bonin chicks, holdin titties like they was Pamela Lee
You know I mastered the art and got it down to a tee
And keep it goin add enough spice, we holdin the recipe
Big paper we makin, all of my crew agree
Stack more and bust up a bottle of Hennessy
In case you niggaz ain`t even knowin my pedigree
Invested in resorts for the niggaz who go and ski
If you ain`t know the streets is belongin to me
I get my people from the hood and then take `em all on a spree shoppin
While you niggaz is busy coppin the pleas
We busy blowin frontin like you ain`t knowin my stee`

[Chorus]

Yea, snap yo` fingers, c`mon
[heavy breathing]
Here we go now, yea
C`mon

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» Busta Rhymes - All Night
» Busta Rhymes - Here We Go Again
» Busta Rhymes - We Put it Down for Y`all
» Busta Rhymes - It Ain`t Safe No More
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» Busta Rhymes - Struttin` Like a G.O.D.
» Busta Rhymes - Tear Da Roof Off
» Busta Rhymes - When Disaster Stikes


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Busta Rhymes - Hey Ladies Here we go now, yea C`mon, yea, check it [Verse One] I said my solo jump off, been boomin since nine-six My solo jump off, been boomin since nine-six Hittin trippin the circuit breaker, flickin the light switch The kid like is he known for givin you wild hits I keep my name on the way on top of the now list Bangin on every level, droppin the now shit It`s like the feelin after watchin a couple of (?) flick And once you hear the kid, you`ll be knowin the sound sick Spaz in the club, watchin the crowd flip That`s when I knew the crown was up for whoever the crown fit Nowadays while I go bag me a fine bitch Bitch watchin my pocket, seein we wild rich Shorty hopin we smellin nothin like foul fish While you swingin ass at the devil, claimin you righteous A lot of haters I`m knowin you like this While you floss unnecessarily, sippin on wild Crist` [Chorus] I say LADIES, my MERCEDES Hold fo` in the back, two if you fat Feel it all in your gut, your neck and your back When you step up in the club I know you know how to act Hey SOLDIERS, get your floss on Va-let in the lot, park the Yukon Shorty shakin her waist, and rippin her thong Now all my people are muggin and singin the song, I`m sayin [Verse Two] Shit still boomin in two-thousand and three My shit still boomin in two-thousand and three And we don`t give a fuck about who you claimin to be My jewels blind bitches where they ain`t able to see These fools try to talk just a little much to a G They say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a tree Clear my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of tea Takin different constant boats, from the land to the sea I got my paper see, I ain`t doin nuttin for free Unless it`s for the hood, it might cost you a small fee Niggaz all in the street, whylin whippin the V Clever from New York to Chicago back to the D Check it, take it back like when I was flippin a ki Bonin chicks, holdin titties like they was Pamela Lee You know I mastered the art and got it down to a tee And keep it goin add enough spice, we holdin the recipe Big paper we makin, all of my crew agree Stack more and bust up a bottle of Hennessy In case you niggaz ain`t even knowin my pedigree Invested in resorts for the niggaz who go and ski If you ain`t know the streets is belongin to me I get my people from the hood and then take `em all on a spree shoppin While you niggaz is busy coppin the pleas We busy blowin frontin like you ain`t knowin my stee` [Chorus] Yea, snap yo` fingers, c`mon [heavy breathing] Here we go now, yea C`mon Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hey Ladies: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/14698.html Все тексты песен: Busta Rhymes » Busta Rhymes - Bad Dreams » Busta Rhymes - Things We Be Doin for Money » Busta Rhymes - Make It Clap (Remix) » Busta Rhymes - Turn It Up » Busta Rhymes - E.L.E. » Busta Rhymes - Keepin` It Tight » Busta Rhymes - Skit(dialogue) * » Busta Rhymes - Daily Reminder » Busta Rhymes - Get Contact » Busta Rhymes - Get Off My Block » Busta Rhymes - We Could Take It Outside » Busta Rhymes - Woo Hah! got You All In Check (The Rashad Remix) » Busta Rhymes - All Night » Busta Rhymes - Here We Go Again » Busta Rhymes - We Put it Down for Y`all » Busta Rhymes - It Ain`t Safe No More » Busta Rhymes - Sobb Story » Busta Rhymes - Struttin` Like a G.O.D. » Busta Rhymes - Tear Da Roof Off » Busta Rhymes - When Disaster Stikes Рекомендуем скачать: » Яна - Хулиган » Яна Симон - Романс » Ярослав Илларионов (Фабрика звезд-4) - Корабли » Яна Симон, Елена Фролова - Жар-птицы » Яна - Хулиган » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Эх, стипендия! (Монолог голодного студента) » Янка Дягилева - Декорация » Яков Коган - Подули ветры с южной стороны... » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яна Симон - Офелия » Яков Коган - Изумрудная лошадка » Яна Симон - Зимним вечером птицу певчую принесёт на огонь... » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Янка Дягилева - Кто ты такой? » Ярослав Юдин - Как молоды они » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Сизифов труд » Яков Коган - А если переворошить свое имущество...
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