Busta Rhymes - Busta Rhymes - All Night

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Busta Rhymes - Busta Rhymes - All Night

Turn it up (ha ha ha) 
Flimode (ha ha ha) 
Busta Rhymes (ha ha ha) 
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) 
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) 
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) 
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) 

Chorus: 

All night 
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south, 
we make ya wave your hands up high 
Light Ls and drink some liquor it make ya wild out 
All night 
To my niggas and my bitches get money 
If ya running with me 
Wave your hands up high 
A yo I cant see yall 
You know we hang out in the streets yall 
All night 

Yes yes yall 
I be the god up in the flesh yall 
Bless yall 
With nothing but the best yall 
Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess yall 
Bitches, you know the street shit caress yall 
Sex yall 
And put a bounce up in your breast yall 
Yes yall we about to taste the success yall 
And quiz niggas like a fucking drug test yall 
And check yall 
And let the livest niggas step in 
I keep the burner, what you think Im turning mine in? 
What the fuck, 
Now all my live motherfuckers boggart or bring it straight to the front 
And let me give yall niggas just what you want 
More fire for ya fresh off the press 
Shit blazing to death 
Bitches lust talking under they breath 
Hope you niggas know to put on your vest 
Or get a hole in your chest 
Who in this motherfucker 
Take you a guess 

Chorus 

Yeah-Yeah All my niggas 
Yeah-yeah all my bitches 
Yeah-yeah all my thugs 
Yeah-yeah all my soldiers 
Yeah-yeah all my honeys 
Yeah-yeah all my playas 
Yeah-yeah all my live niggas cmon 
Yeah-yeah 
The grand finale yall 
Put it down and always repping for my family yall 
What, lets form a nation wide rally yall 
Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley yall 
Fuck it, now I know you know my rep nigga 
And how its hard to figure out my next step nigga 
So step nigga, nigga sit your ass down 
The way I mash down 
Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down 
Dont speak unless youre spoken to 
Get broke in two 
Flipmode we be the chosen few 
Yeah nigga entrap yall 
I know some niggas thatll clap yall 
And strap yall 
Up to a post and back slap yall 
Put yall in a mailbox and leave open the flap yall 
Thats the haps that make niggas take forever naps yall 
Strap yall all up inside of your seatbelts 
The beats felt like a fire watch the heat melt 
Your patent leather stack cheddar nigga 
Now or never 
Better, whatever nigga feel this hot Beretta 
Cause when we come you know we hit you with that shit for the head 
With nough shit just like the Lox and the dread 
Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread 
With all the blood that we bled 
See we was broke, now we flossing instead 
The shit I drop will never leave you mislead 
Might leave you tired of bed 
Shit aint over till the party is dead 

Chorus: repeat 2X 

Yeah all my live bitches let me see you just 
Wave your hands up high 
And all my niggas running around getting pussy 
All night

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