Busta Rhymes Arab Money

Busta Rhymes Arab Money Lyrics music video

Busta Rhymes Arab Money Lyrics

Ron Brownz
Yes!!..im way back in the most amazing way
Well lemme introduce you to the new talk
Lets get straight to it..cmon

LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow
HelaBalaHeHeleBalo
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

Now there aint no way that you could kill the beats dead
Middle East women and Middle East bread
I got Oil Well money in the desert playin Golf
Dont ??? with a Louis Scarf
Chest cold diamonds make a — wanna cough
In Dubai 20 million on a few lofts
I stay up in da club ——
The way i make the people wanna sing the hook in Arabic

LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow
HelaBalaHeHeleBalo
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

Seven Star Hotels, Maybach, Movies
Sick big — knock — cameltoe —
Women walkin around while security on camelback
Club on fire now — dunno how to act
Sittin in casino’s while im gamblin with Arafat
Money so long watch me purchase pieces of the Almanac
Ya already know i got the streets bust
While i make ya bow down makes salaat like a muslim

LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow
HelaBalaHeHeleBalo
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

Heyyy!!
See now i take trips to Baghdad —
Use a stack of chips to count Arab money now
I dont need to get fresh im bout to grow a beard dude
So much cake even the money look wierd too
Dont mess the bread and the broad im tryna eat like
Prince alwaleed bin talal alsaud respect the value of ma work
In Maui, Malaysia,
Iran and IraQ, Saudi Arabia!

LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow
HelaBalaHeHeleBalo
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

Busta Rhymes Arab Money Lyrics music video

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Busta Rhymes Don’t Touch Me

Busta Rhymes Don’t Touch Me Lyrics

(Intro)
This is a national security alert.
Ground music.
Flipmode.
Aftermath.

(Verse 1)
Here we go!

Back with the most venomous rap
I be the god father of the club banger, let me hear you clap
You can applause me from the very beginning
You can give me yo, standing ovation while I’m banging your face in
With another banger, now call it a cliff hanger
Watch me mangle and strangle this whole rap shit, Come On!

You can see the way I make em act sick from down bottom
The way I got em gimme my cash quick, Come On!
Rock on, you better grab on to something
Because I’m about to shake shit again to make a black bitch, Come On!

I can hear the shots ring off, my bitches taking everything off
Each other got em wilding one of a kind
By the King Kong, Big Foot gully with a scully bully of rap
Still ugly with the money running a trap
Now they giving me dap
As far as I’m concerned in this motherf**ker look how I got em
Now they ready to shout

(Chorus)
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha)
Don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)

(Verse 2)

Here We Go!

Now you see the alcohol spilling
And we got em, hands in the ceiling
You know we only come to rattle the building
And break it on down just a little once again knowing we holding
The bank so let me keep the dice rolling
And keep it traditional the way I keep my money falling
While you slacking on your macking dude we always keep it going

Right to the left, do it to def
Now watch me come through with a chisel
That make the game sizzle, And I
Pull out the skillet prepare for the cooking
How I’m wilding niggas wondering when I’m gonna bring the hook in
Thugs ice grilling every time they get to looking
Got em wilding over seas all the way back to GO BROOKLYN!

Now they ready to spaz, cause we bring the best to them
Shit that shut it down on the regular
That’s with the, fly 80’s nigga that was whipping in a Creseda
Fresher than, most of these niggas killing the rest of them
Villains that was thinking that they rushing in and busting in
But the way we was doing, we was muscling their hustling

(Chorus)
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha)
Don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)

(Verse 3)

Here we go!

You don’t really want it my dude
I’m saying most my niggas is rude
And when we come, we eat a nigga food
Back to the fact of the matter at hand
For me to come and control this whole shit, was only part of the plan
The other part of the plan, for you to understand
That nothing can f**k with the kid, Let me say it again!

The Broad Back B, Busta Bust back to put out the trash
And just for the record we got it on smash, now
How the f**k they even got the audacity
To fire marshal come and try to talk about the capacity
Every time I’m in the spot I hope you know it has to be
Extremely packed to shut it down you’ll probably cause a tragedy

Don’t you know that when I’m in the place I change the mood again
I be wilding with raunchy bitches and a bunch of hooligans

Now don’t get it f**ked up just because I flaunt it
Niggas think that they can test me bring it if you really want it
See I be the type to always beat you to the punch faster
I keep a smile on my face but carry the bush master

(Chorus)
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha)
Don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)

(Verse 4)
Keep it going!

You already know I said it word to the mother
Shit is so hot you niggas think its cold up in the summer
Shh - calm the noise down lets get a little quiet
Cause the neighbors call the police, they know we cause riots
And they know that we’ll have them thinking they dancing with the devil
When they play the music turn the volume to the highest level
(Breathe in, breathe out, and sigh)
You got it right let?s keep the bombs going like we lit a stick
Of dynamite now you know you need to follow whenever you hear the god spit, Aww shit!
You see me nigga back in the cockpit
I be getting this money I’ll give you all a stock tip
First buy a nigga till you see the sweat drop, drip

(Chorus)
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha)
Don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)

Busta Rhymes Don’t Touch Me Lyrics music video

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Busta Rhymes I Got Bass

Busta Rhymes I Got Bass Lyrics

It’s so good to have you back
To provide us all with that bass
Especially after you finish cookin’ that bass

I always been a hungry nigga
The type to set a whole entire country into a frenzy hold up
Whatever niggas wanna do, niggas wanna try
F**k it, I’m better than the best of them
King Kong and Godzilla mixed up together
While I’m blessing them
It’s wrong for niggas to mix us together
Cus I’m better than every f**king body
You should remember that I never been lesser
Always fresher I’m upgrade and bitch constantly mutilating foes
And outshining their favorite
Probably boost the ratings while I’m changing and rearranging the climate
I’m the f**king pilot
Silence, I’m so amazing and so spectacular
The way I sparkle like fireworks then I cause a massacre
And make you feel how the fire hurts
See the dungeon dragon has returned RAWRRR, look
Then I come one after the other then BLAOWW, before the hook
Then I see how the people’s amazed and astonished by what I do
Cause I see how the heater just blaze and I tarnish up other dudes
Then I see what I feed to make niggas just WOWW when I’m coming through
Indeed I plant a seed that’ll make ‘em DROWNN when they get the news
That yes I am the best and unless you could replace
Cause I only deal with facts and the truth is in your face

I got bass (coke)
Every line is (dope)
The type of shit that make ‘em feign and had ‘em thirsty to (smoke)
I got a funky fresh (car)
And a funky fresh (broad)
I’m a funky fresh (star)
And I’m up to (par)
You see the trunk got bass
Yeah the pots got bass
All the niggas on the block they be dealin’ that bass
You see the trunk got bass
I flood the hood with the bass
I’m bringin’ the sprinklers out
Even when there’s a drought
I got bass
I got bass
I got bass
I got bass

This should be soundin’ like a thousand mosquitoes buzzing like hmhmmmhmmhmhmhm
I got you niggas buggin’ like f**king zombies is coming
And dumbing and losing it
Got a f**king army that’s gunnin’ and running for rulership
I’m in a f**king party with something that’s stunning’ and cute as shit
I don’t play with none of you dummies
Who the f**k is you foolin’ with
Then I count and sum up my money
Niggas know how I do this shit
Then I bounce and I run through the country
Then I come with a slew of hits that’ll massacre the planet
Obliviating the earth
And diabolically smashing everything for whatever it’s worth
It’s Busta Rhymes godfather beast boy emperor
This rap shit coming to get the bread
Gimmie my cash, quick so that I can be malice
You niggas now running telling do it
So I can reblanket the town with the epidemic
I got a flow that cause cancers
Better call up the paramedics
And it’ll complicate blood circulation in diabetics
A lot of hateful niggas try to put my pockets on diuretics
But NAHH we don’t allow them things
You and your mans can get it as you complicate the flow
To full drive when I feed my pushers then
Spit a dart like natives livin’ in bushes

I got bass (coke)
Every line is (dope)
The type of shit that make ‘em feign and had ‘em thirsty to (smoke)
I got a funky fresh (car)
And a funky fresh (broad)
I’m a funky fresh (star)
And I’m up to (par)
You see the trunk got bass
Yeah the pots got bass
All the niggas on the block they be dealin’ that bass
You see the trunk got bass
I flood the hood with the bass
I’m bringin’ the sprinklers out
Even when there’s a drought
I got bass
I got bass
I got bass
I got bass

Busta Rhymes I Got Bass Lyrics music video

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Busta Rhymes Throw It Up

Busta Rhymes Throw It Up Lyrics

(Busta Rhymes)
Yea I’m back to drive you crazy with that hottest shit in the streets
No if’s, and’s, or maybe’s
Errbody gather around from here to little Haiti
Cuz it’s Busta..(Luda)..and (Young Weezy Baby)
With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be gettin’ ugly
Weezy tell ‘em what you rep..(I represent Young Money)
Yea I know you got me homie..(Busta, Bust I got you)
Real Talk
(I’m goin’ in)
Get ‘em killaaa

(Lil Wayne)
I’m about to blast off call it rocket science
Daddy fat stacks check my pocket science
And if ya wanna try it, c’mon and try it
You don’t want beef, I’ll put you on a diet
I’m comin’ through ya house with them choppas firin’
And all adults die, leave the toddlers cryin’
I’ve been a soldier, never met private ryan
Hey welcome to the jungle, and I’m the lion
I’m dippin’ in my coupe, with the top behind me
I’m not the president, but I see cops behind me
Well f**k ‘em, f**k ‘em, f**k ‘em, and they can not stop me
So I will be drivin’ like Ricky Bobby
It’s my prerogative like Whitney’s Bobby
I’m skatin’ on blades like Sidney Crosby (That’s hockey)
Sharper than a ginsu shawty
You not Beyonce, but I can get you body

(Chorus)
Now you know what we about to do, we goin’ full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin’ bottle
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
(I got ‘em..Ludaa)

(Ludacris)
I throw it up like a cap and tassel
I got my rap diploma
I throw it up like the gangs in Southern California
I Got them burners on ya, have you lookin’ at a Russian Ruger
Have you lookin’ like a human torch
Then have you lookin’ like Freddy Krueger
So don’t be sleepin’ on me, this aint a f**kin’ dream
I pass the rock to these jays like I’m on they f**kin’ team
But I aint slangin’ dope, I slang Luda-vision
Hip-Hop’s God in these jeans, now that’s true religion
You couldn’t fill my shoes, You couldn’t fill my jockey
My niggas fight over ice like we been playin’ hockey
I hope you get the goal, I hope you get the point
I’m on a roll with this paper, I hope you get the joint
I hope you fire it up, I hope it burn slow
I welcome chicks to my nest, I let these birds know
And eagles fly alone, so I’m about to take flight
And throw it up like ya girl’s dress on prom night

(Chorus)
Now you know what we about to do, we goin’ full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin’ bottle
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)

(Busta Rhymes)
When I spit, niggas be askin’ “Who dat”
It be the god
And I know you niggas really wanna know how the hell I “Do dat”
And the way that I come through
And kill every single thing when I rhyme
Nevermind, niggas can’t compete when I spit a little beat same time
(Bring the beat back)
My fans will leave ya f**kin’ ass leakin’
For sayin’ you nicer than me, hypothetically speakin’
Cool and Dre bring the f**kin’ beat back for no reason
(Rewind It)
Niggas know my rap and know me for always beastin’, Ok
When they see me they stutta, niggas know where I’m from
Scoon nu nu nu ba ba be, like the speakin’ in tongues
I single handedly move like a thousand niggas kick on
Trample niggas like a heard of hippo’s (Nigga)
When I get hot I pop like oil, that’s when they call me crisco (Bitch)
That’s when I seek revenge like the Count of Monte Cristo
Crack niggas like Nabisco, swallow a fifth for ‘Sisco
A gangsta cat markin territory wherever the piss go
Now that I’m pissy drunk, why the hell you wanna thug and holla
I’ll change that and have you consider studyin’ Kabbalah (Shit)
They nicknamed me Kamala (Hey), kinda like the Ugandan giant
Flatten niggas with my foot, who wanna try it

(Chorus)
Now you know what we about to do, we goin’ full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin’ bottle
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)

When the game was gettin’ weak, and everybody started winin’
And when the streets needed us, we came with perfect timin’
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)

Busta Rhymes Throw It Up Lyrics music video

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Busta Rhymes We Made

Busta Rhymes We Made It Lyrics

[Chester Bennington]
Together we made it
We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall

[Busta Rhymes:]
See you niggas survived the worst but my life is glorious
Betta know that i leaped every hurdle and i’m so victorious
Take a look, I’m a symbol of greatness now you can call me Morpheus
As force securing the win, better believe I’m so notorious
You know that I’ve been buying my bread even though we rapping now (yes)
We use to live on the strip and you see a nigga higher level tramping now
Superceded everyone of my middle struggles and
Failure never ever has been an option
A nigga paper long like we was on the trap and we bout ta take the hood shoppin’
Get it!

[Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes) *Mike Shinoda*
Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)
We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c’mon)
Forever we waited (haha!)
And they told us we were never going to get it
but we took it on the road (to the riches)
on the road (to the ghetto)
on the roooooad (in the projects to this bangin instrumental)
on the road (ride with me) *yeah, yeah*
on the road (you come and get it) *yeah, yeah*
on the roooooooad *yeah, yeah, yeah, yo!*

[Mike Shinoda:]
When it all got started we was steadily just getting rejected
And it seemed like nothing we could do would ever get us respected
At best we were stressed and the worst they probably said we’re pathetic
Had all the pieces to that puzzle just no way to connect it
And I was fighting through every rhyme tightening up every line
Never resting the question if I was out of my mind
And it finally came time to do it or let it die
So put the chips on the table and told ‘em to let it ride
Sing it!

[Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes)
Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)
We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c’mon)
Forever we waited (haha!)
And they told us we were never going to get it
but we took it on the road (to the riches)
on the road (to the ghetto)
on the roooooad (in the projects to this bangin instrumental)
on the road (ride with me)
on the road (you come and get it)
on the roooooooad

[Busta Rhymes:]
Look in case you misunderstand exactly what I’m building
Shit that I could leave for my children (children) children (children)
Now I only wake up with a smile to see how far I’ve come
Fighting for sales on a strip to get the hustle from
From nights in jail on a bench using my muscles son
To counting money like Dre and Jimmy or Russell One
But now I live what I dream you see we finally did it
Let’s make a toast to the hustle regardless how you did it
Sing it

[Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes)
Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)
We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c’mon)
Forever we waited (haha!)
And they told us we were never going to get it
but we took it on the road (to the riches)
on the road (to the ghetto)
on the roooooad (in the projects to this bangin instrumental)
on the road (ride with me)
on the road (you come and get it)
on the roooooooad

Busta Rhymes We Made It Lyrics music video

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