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Busta Rhymes Genesis Make It Hurt Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.comWe gon' change things Yea, Genesis niggaz We gotta introduce y'all to the motherfuckin new millenium bounce Yea, two-thousand and one hot shit hot shit c'mon All my niggaz in the place, all my bitches in the place C'mon, c'mon, let's get to it Let's get to it, let's get to it All my niggaz and my bitches let's get to it New milleni-nigga bounce, new millenium bounce C'mon, c'mon, c'mon [Verse One] Aiyyo it's colder than a muh'fucka, who just let the hawk in? Nigga guess who just walked in? Lynch, most (?) makes them other niggaz sit upon the bench broke Then I step up in a trenchcoat nigga Got no time to be fuckin with them wonderama niggaz Let me loosen up your bra-strap mama nigga LISTEN UP! Look how we be rippin up and got the party pickin up and got you niggaz spittin up SHIT No pain, nigga never no gain, nigga no strain O.D. into my cocaine music Spit that venom; pretty thick bitches walk by If you let 'em pussy printin through they denim Take her for a ride 'round the block, let her enjoy the whip Drop her off, let her walk the strip Ain't it funny how nature work? Make bitches wanna bounce on a nigga 'til they make it hurt, c'mon [Chorus] Shake yo' shit until you make it hurt Throw yo' pussy 'til you make it hurt Pop that shit until you make it hurt Bounce 'til you really wanna make it hurt Now bang yo' head until you make it hurt C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt Pound that shit until we make it hurt Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt [Verse Two] Are we ever gonna stop nigga? HECK NO! Shit now let me rip the muh'fucka from the get-go, nigga Let go 'fore you make a nigga wanna let the tec blow Bitches dancin like a stepshow, nigga Violate nigga, you gets no love, ghetto Only give a nigga show love ditto Your clique too little, fuck givin niggaz a riddle Fuck around I turn your wife into a widow Nitro nigga, make you wanna wild on the floor like a bunch of little psycho niggaz Presto, shit we got a expo of bitches in here Whylin like a bunch of lesbo bitches The best show of bitches, so electro bitches, c'mon Get on your mark, get ready set go bitches Then we go and add a little propane to it Then we send another whole flame through it Clear everything in my path, before I split you in half You wack nigga, better get you a staff The freak bitches try to hit me with math Brushin off wack niggaz while them same bitches givin me ass, yo Now let me give you more hot shit, just for the record and make bitches wanna get ass-naked, c'mon Party 'til you wanna lash out Better yet, y'all niggaz party 'til you motherfuckin pass out! [Chorus] [Verse Three] C'mon! Throw yo' hands up high y'all Light yo' L, get high y'all Shit you can't deny y'all Don't lie y'all, don't try y'all All my niggaz inside y'all C'mon, let's start that shit y'all C'mon, and you know we won't quit Then bang niggaz with hit after hit y'all, c'mon In the meantime nigga just pass me the Henny, c'mon Little Cris' and a bottle of the Remi Write a bit and STILL sortin it out Flipmode up in this muh'fucka nigga, whatchu talkin about? Hold up - a lot of people ain't compatible nigga They be buggin on how a nigga spend capital nigga Ain't it funny how nature work? Hot shit'll make 'em bounce 'til she really wanna make it hurt, c'mon [Chorus - repeat 2X] |
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