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M O B I N A · 28/2/23

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Get low Bus

Who be the King of the Sound?
Busta Bus back to just put a lock on a town
Lot of my niggas be comin' from miles around
See they be comin' 'cause they know how the God get down

Turn it up

Now you know who holdin' the throne, so gimme the crown
Niggas salutin' and tryin' to give me a pound
I don't really لعنتی with you niggas, you niggas is clown
Makin' the bitches strippin', throw they shit on the ground

Get low Bus

Now that's the way that it goes
When we up in the spot, the shit be flooded with hoes
See, we a make it hot, the chicks will come out their clothes
That's when you get it, mami already know, I suppose

Turn it up

Shorty wildin' and shorty open, she beastin' it out
For the record, just a second, I'm freakin' it out
While she tryin' to touch, see, I was peepin' it out
She turned around and was tryin' to put my dick in her mouth

I let her

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Get low Bus

And as we started, got me ringing her bell
When I come I be doin' it and doin' it well
Then I beat up the coochie and be makin' it swell
Tryin' to hide the smell of the رابـ*ـطه, spraying on the Chanel

Turn it up

Then they tried to walk with a strut, so no one could tell
How a nigga got in they butt made everything jell
Now the tickle wild like a nut, she blowin' my cell
Can't get enough of the kid, I put her under my spell

Get low Bus

It's crowded mami, move it along
If you know you 'bout it then get to removin' your thong
To the whip in back of the truck that's where you belong
After the Yac, see the type of raunchy shit they be on

Turn it up

Street niggas respect it because my movement is strong
'Cause we consistently reppin', see my money is long
All my bitches is with me, see how they singin' the song
Plus how we give you the stick and we be dicking along

I let her

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Get low Bus

The God of the black, see that I'm back
Every single time that I drop, the shit is a wrap
For the niggas hatin' the kid, I'm close to strap
'Cause all these bitches wanna come talk to sit on my lap

Turn it up

Everytime I give you bang shit to knock in your whip
Nigga always do his thing, bitches lockin' the strip
Lot of mami's is dancin' and they shakin' they hips
After that they get low and put the thing on their lips

I let them

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it

M O B I N A · 28/2/23

Shawty, I know what you need
I got everything you need
I promise I ain't gonna hold out neither
I'ma give it all to you baby
It's burnin' on, bust it

Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it

We been together for a few years, shared a few tears
Called each other nicknames like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear
I'm always on the road, hardly ever home
Always busy this, busy that, can't talk on the phone
I know you aggravated, walk around frustrated
Ya patience gettin' short, how much longer can you tolerate it
Listen ma I'm just motivated, I do this for us
Step on the grind tryin' to elevate it now

Hey yo to really be honest
You stuck with me through my whole struggle
Can't even express through words
How much the kid loves ya
I'ma stand as a man, never above ya
I can tell that you different from most
Slightly approach you
And the ill shit about it?
We don't رابـ*ـطه every day
But when we رابـ*ـطه, we tease
In a passionate way
I love the way you touch it
Those little elaborate ways
Got the God feelin' released
To relax for the day
It's on you ma

Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it

Shh, mami listen
I feel ya love for me baby
And how it move through you
I been longin' for the moment
To talk the truth to you
(Listen) I'm never home
I always get up and go
Puttin' you through the unnecessary rigmarole
I never meant to put a thousand pounds
Of stress on ya head
I love the way we sleep
And how we always cuddle in bed
Baby, I stay embracin' ya patience
Sheddin' ya tears with me
I ask you my mami
Please continue to bear with me

We started out broke
Constantly on a roll
Cuttin' up in the streets like we would never get old
Went from looseys and buses to 50 cent sodas
And Novas to Hondas to Lexus to Rovers
Mad years passed
Still got each other back (Oh yeah)
Word is bond, never screw none of these industry cats (Boy)
We like Scull and Mulder
Walkin' shoulder to shoulder
Milkin' this game, watchin' our seeds gettin' older

Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it

Yes you know I'll die for you
And you know I'll ride with you
I will always try with you
And give ya my love and cry with you
I will climb a mountain high
Until I was up to touch the sky
So baby come and get more close to me (Mariah)
'Cause this is where your love is supposed to be

I pull up to the house in a yellow Lamborghini
It's been a few months in PA you haven't seen me
Ya lookin' good in that Gucci bikini
38 carats, ya ring lookin' freezy
No matter what I do in the world, you never leave me
Fall back ma, I'll make ya lifestyle easy
I appreciate the things you do to please me
Lookin' at my daughter, you'll never do me greasy

Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it

M O B I N A · 28/2/23

Ah yeah, Flipmode
Here we come, 'bout to bust and explode
Flipmode, Busta Bus (what?)
Nine-seven (come on, what), hot shit (haha)
Check it out

Hit you with no delayin', so what you sayin', yo? (Uh)
Silly with my nine milli, what the deally, yo? (What?)
When I be on the mic, yes, I do my duty, yo (ha)
Wild up in the club like we wild in the studio (uh)
You don't wanna violate, nigga, really and truly, yo (what?)
My main thug nigga named Julio he moody, yo (what?)
Type of nigga that'll slap you with the tool-io (bah)
Bitch nigga scared to death, act fruity, yo (uh)
لعنتی that, look at shorty, she a little cutie, yo (yeah)
The way she shake it make me wanna get all in the booty, yo (woo)
Top mistresses, bangin' bitches in videos (huh?)
Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows (yes)
Hit you with the shit, make you feel it all in your toes (yeah)
Hot shit, got all you niggas in wet clothes (it get cold)
Stylin' my metaphors when I formulate my flows (uh)
If you don't know you fuckin' with lyrical player pros, like that

Do you really wanna party with me?
Let me see just what you got for me (come on)
Put all your hands where my eyes can see (put 'em up, yo)
Straight buckwhylin' in the place to be (whylin')
If you really wanna party with me (Flipmode)
Let me see just what you got for me (come on)
Put all your hands where my eyes can see (put 'em up)
Straight buckwildin in the place to be (yeah)
If you really wanna party with me

In God We Trust (what?)
Yo, it's a must that you heard of us, yo, we murderous (uh)
A lot of niggas is wondering and they curious (what?)
How me and my niggas do it, it's so mysterious (magical)
Furious, all of my niggas is serious (uh)
Shook niggas be walkin around fearin' us (what?)
Front nigga, like you don't wanna be hearin' us (nope)
Gotta listen to how radio be playin' us (ah)
Thirty time a day shit'll make you delirious (what?)
Damagin' everything all up in your areas (yeah)
Yo, it's funny how all the chickens be always serving us (uh)
All up in between they ass where they wanna carry us (uh)
Hit you good then I hit 'em off with the alias (what?)
Various, chickens, they wanna marry us (ah)
Yo, it's Flipmode, my nigga, you know we 'bout to bust (uh)
Seven figure money the label preparin' us
Bite the dust, instead of you makin' a fuss (fuss)
Niggas know better 'cause there ain't no comparin' us (nope)
Mad at us, niggas is never, we fabulous (yeah)
Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous (ha)
Oh shit, my whole clique victorious (yeah)
Takin' no prisoners, niggas is straight up warriors (what?)
While you feelin' that I know you be feelin' so glorious (huh)
Then I blitz and reminisce on my nigga Notorious (what?)

Do you really wanna party with me? (Like that, like that-tha-that-that)
Let me see just what you got for me (that that that, tha-that-that-that)
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwildin in the place to be
If you really wanna party with me
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see (Flipmode)
Straight buckwildin in the place to be

M O B I N A · 28/2/23

The only thing you need to do right here is
Is nod your fucking head
Yeah, yeah
Break ya fucking neck, bitches
Yeah, yeah
Here we go now
Where we going now?
Where we going now?
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Just give it away, nigga
Yeah, here we go now

Tell me, what you really wanna do? (Come here, ma)
Talk to a nigga, talk to me
You look like you could really give it to a nigga
From the way you talk and the way ya try to walk for me
The way you really try to put it on a dawg
Doin' it like ya never did before for me
The way you break yo' back, and I break yo' neck
And the way you try to put it on the floor for me

, oh yeah
Tell me where my niggas is at (okay)
Lemme address y'all niggas one time
While I lock that down and I hit you with that
(With what?) That bomb shit
Y'all niggas know all day we be making it drop
Y'all niggas know every time I come through
This motherfucker, where we always takin' the ride

Y'all niggas know when we come, we be makin' it flop
The way we makin' it hot'll make a nigga wanna stop
Get money, then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' TEC for me
Everybody from every hood, bang yo' head
'Til you break your motherfucking neck for me

Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with
Recline yo' seat, rewind this heat
Keep bouncin' up and down these streets
So nod yo' head and
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Bang yo' head until you start to
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck

Come along now (let's put it down, nigga)
When I bounce back and they know I done caught my breath
Y'all niggas all know how we do
When the way we bang niggas in the head, and we do it to death
(Reach fo' dem backwoods)
The fire boy, you know we bakin' a ounce
I know you love the way we be givin' you the music
Making you bounce

Now لعنتی it up just a little for my niggas
Every time we come through
Niggas know that we did it for y'all (uh-huh)
And the way we do it for the people
Niggas know we always give it to y'all
I said, bounce (come on)
In the day time or the night, when ya creepin' along
Well, just bang this shit up in the truck
While you break yo' neck, now, motherfucker, try to figure my flow

See the way we come right through
(When we come right through)
We be always blowin' the spot, again and again
And make a nigga really wanna stop
Better tell yo' crew, yo' peeps
All my niggas better put they troops on
And gather up your soldiers, nigga
You know you better keep yo' boots on

All my niggas in the place (a yo)
Wave your hands high now, and the way we put it down
Make a nigga wonder what he really gonna try now
What ya really wanna do?
Just place your bet and put ya money where ya mouth is (ah-hoo)
All my niggas in the street, just break ya neck
And keep on bouncing

Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with
Recline yo' seat, rewind this heat
Keep bouncin' up and down these streets
So nod yo' head and
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Bang yo' head until you start to
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck

Here we go now
And you know everytime Busta-Bus be holding the fort
My nigga watch how we shutting it down
The way we put it on, coming through like a steamroller
Me and Dre, nigga, ain't no fucking around
My nigga (what?), yeah, what up?
Me and my team got a link
'Cause you know we stay chopping it up
And when we get up in the club
All of my niggas at the bar know we lockin' it up

And we get a little (high)
And we get a little (drunk)
And we get a little crunk (come on)
Lemme give y'all niggas some shit
That'll make you wanna bang this out yo' trunk (come on)
Get money, then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' TEC for me
Everybody from every hood, bang yo' head
'Til you break ya motherfuckin' neck for me

Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with
Recline yo' seat, rewind this heat
Keep bouncin' up and down these streets
So nod yo' head and
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Bang yo' head until you start to
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck

M O B I N A · 28/2/23

Ah ah
Ah, ah come on
Ah, ah, ah uh uh uh
Uh, ah
Yeah, Busta Rhymes
Janet Jackson, here we go, one time!

… Baby just tell me just how you feel (how you feel)
We livin' it I'm just givin it to you real, baby come on
Ev-erytime we crossin the borderline
Be giving it to you makin you feel fine, turn the heat up
Better believe we gon' shine, make your body wind
Baby the pleasure is all mine, to my people
Who be regulating the dancefloor (dancefloor)
Better step to your business and handle yours, how we do it?
Making your people just want to bounce and get busy
Because you know that we always'll hit you off, what you say?
You wondering why you feeling the force (force force)
And don't you worry cause yo we ready to floss (floss floss)
Mohicans'll always a put you on
And blow the spot til the very second I'm gone, get your groove on
Now that you tired I hope your body recoupin'
Because we keepin' you movin' that's what we doin and you know we're

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Yeah, yeah, gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah yeah, make your body just scream out yeah yeah)
Gonna make gonna make you think of naughty things
(Ha ha, make you think of naughty things)
Like me on you (or me on you) and you on me (yeah, what it's gon' be?)
What's it gonna be

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Ah, ah, ah, make your body wet, come on)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, make your body scream yeah yeah, yeah yeah!)
Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body cream
(Make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams (make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be

… What what, what, party people
Seeing you waving your hand high
Hot shit, burning you making your ass fry, baby come on
Give you the shit what that make you quiver while I deliver
The shit that'll hit you right in your liver
Always soundscan'n, we never leavin' you hangin'
I'm always doin my thang and my music always be bangin', so check it
You know we be always movin' the crowd (crowd)
Type of feeling that make you want to go play it loud (loud) whattup?
When, we, come, and hit you
Best believe, we really gon' get you
Light up whatever you want to flaunt
'Cause we be dippin' it baby, so what you want? Here we go
Paintin' the picture we keep it hot in the winter
Now big up my people you know I'm always wit'cha, flipmode!
We blowin' and takin over the planet, full blast
Hittin' with Busta Rhymes and Janet and you know we're gonna

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Ah ah, ah ah, gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah, gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah)
Gonna make gonna make you think of naughty things
(Uh uh, make you think of naughty things)
Like me on you (or me on you) and you on me
What's it gonna be (What it's gon' be?)

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Ah ah, yeah, we gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Ha ha, gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah!)
Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body cream
(Yeah! Hah, gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams (make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?!

… What, what, what, what what?
We gonna make your body feel wet (wet)
We gonna make your body say yeah (yeah!)
I want to know where my road dawgs is at
I want to know where my live women is at, where you at?
We gonna make your body feel wet (wet)
We gonna make your body say yeah (yeah!)
Now everybody wave your hand real high, real high
And let me see you all put em up in the sky, come on
Makin my niggas just say ho, word up
And makin you women just say ah, baby come on
Bringin' it to you in many ways
We makin' and takin you people right through another phase, come on
We rocking it baby that's how we dropping it baby
There ain't no stopping it baby I know we driving you crazy
And then we hit with the greatest of all times, times times
No matter what you do baby, we gon' shine and you know we're gonna

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Yeah, gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Ah, gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah)
Gonna make gonna make you think of naughty things
(Yeah! Gonna think of naughty things)
Like me on you (or me on you) and you on me
What's it gonna be (yeah, what it's gon' be?)

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Hah, yeah, we gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, we gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah!)
Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body cream
(Yeah! Hah, gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams (make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?!
(What, what, what, what it's gon' be?)

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Hah, yeah, gonna make your body wet girl)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, yeah, gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah)
Gonna make gonna make you think of naughty things
(Yeah! Gonna think of naughty things)
Like me on you (or me on you) and you on me
What's it gonna be (what it's gon' be?)

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Ah, yeah, gonna make your body real wet girl)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah!)
Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body cream
(Yeah! Gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams (make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be
(What what what, wha-what what what)
Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Hah, gonna make your body wet girl)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah, gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah)
Gonna make gonna make you think of naughty things
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! You gon' think of naughty things)
Like me on you (like me on you) and you on me
What's it gonna be (what it's gon' be?)

… Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body wet
(Hah, gonna make your body real wet)
Gonna make gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah, gonna make your body scream out yeah yeah!)
Gonna make gonna make gonna make your body cream
(Yeah! Gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams (make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?!

… What wha-what, what, what what it's gon' be?!
Busta Rhymes, and Janet Jackson
Finally
Flipmode baby what?
Yeah yeah, what it's gonna be?
What it's gon' be?!
What it's gon' be?!
What's it gonna be?!
What what what, wha-what what?!
Yeah
Uh uh uh, ah ah, ah ah, ah, ah ah

M O B I N A · 28/2/23

"
This s*it sound like
One two o'clock in the mornin with the full moon out
Ni*az in they trucks creepin
With a fresh box of ecstasy pills for these bi*ches
Yeah, team select, please collect, G's connect
Thieves ni*a direct the trees to the SmokeFest
Wanna take a toke? Yes! The newest zone I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian ni*a, f*ck it call me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm gon get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at your barmitzvah
Yo, map s*it out, blast through the speakers
With a wifebeater on, Bushe below, a new pair of sneakers
Street ni*az hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp-strut, and how to skywalk
Moderatin' how we establish the whole conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish people
Young and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian ni*az
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin ni*az
So now you should feel the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch, ni*a
My vernacular is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a minivan Astro after my gat blow!
Aiyyo, get up, get up, get dough (get dough ni*a)
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro (smoke 'dro now)
B*ch shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
Nig*az rep yo' hood, I'm with that -
All my nig-gaz (all my ni*az) if you with me (if you with me)
Yeah I see you (yeah) holla
(Throw yo' guns in the motherf*kin air, c'mon!)
All my b*ches, if you're with me (yeah all my b*ches where you at now)
Yeah I see you (you know I see y'all) holla
Yeah, my whole entire mindstate deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you ni*az like mashed potato
Back when ni*az used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little ni*az shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how ni*az be leavin they mark
F*kin with diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other money f*kin with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic
To a handful of ni*az that be all schemin on the same wallet
Them type ni*az that be conspirin and kidnappin
S*t happens! Gun clap for you in a GIFT wrappin
You should follow how the style switch up
Like a group of religious nig*az schemin to kill they arch-bishop
You big pu*y nig*a actin all hard
Call me atheist, because I don't believe in you God
It's like a grand feast celebratin the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Felipe (?) portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat
Aiyyo, get up, get up, get dough (get dough ni*a)
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro (smoke 'dro now)
B*ch shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
Nig*az rep yo' hood, I'm with that -
All my nig-gaz (all my niggaz) if you with me (if you with me)
Yeah I see you (yeah) holla
(Throw yo' guns in the motherf*kin air, c'mon!)
All my b*ches, if you're with me (yeah all my b*ches where you at now)
Yeah I see you (you know I see y'all) holla
Cookin up a little brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre ni-az, yea"

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