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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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 - Everybody Rise Again » Busta Rhymes - Coming Off » Busta Rhymes - Pass the Courvoisier » Busta Rhymes - Violator » Busta Rhymes - Make Noise » Busta Rhymes - Wild Hot » Busta Rhymes - Sobb Story » Busta Rhymes - E.L.E. (Extinction Level Event) » Busta Rhymes - Run For Cover » Busta Rhymes - Rhymes Galore » Busta Rhymes - Wife In Law » Busta Rhymes - Things We Be Doin` For Money (Part Two) » Busta Rhymes - The Body Rock » Busta Rhymes - A Quarter to Cutthroat » Busta Rhymes - Teachers, Don`t Teach Us Nonsense! » Busta Rhymes - Set It Off (Original Motion Picture Soun » Busta Rhymes - Take it Off » Busta Rhymes - Together » Busta Rhymes - We Put it Down for Y`all » Busta Rhymes - Extinction Level Event * The Final World Рекомендуем скачать: » Пилот - Ждите солнца » Песни из сериалов - Non ti scordar di me » Павел Кашин - Ангел » Павел Кашин - Ручеек » Песни гражданской войны - По долинам и по взгорьям » Петр Копытов - На первую фразу нанижем вторую... » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - Купорос-Е » Петр Мамонов, Звуки МУ - Рабочая песня » Полина Ефименко - Карманная Вселенная двора... » Профессор Лебединский - Учат в школе » Перцы - Женщина моя » П.Дмитренко - Не называй меня по имени » Песняры - Олеся » Песни из мультфильмов - Очень синяя борода » Премьер-министр - Восточная » Пеп-си - Маня » Петр Климов - Всё забывается » Полотно Анатолий - Букмекер » Павел Кашин - Гора » Песни из мультфильмов - Летучий корабль
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