Busta Rhymes
Turn It Up (Remix) - Fire It Up Dangerous Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See What's It Gonna Be?! (feat. Janet Jackson) Turn It Up (Remix) - Fire It Up
Uh ah ah OH, ah ah ah Check it out Flipmode Squad, '98 Raw deluxe, check it out y'all VERSE 1 I be the street kid, the brother your momma freak wit Put your people on if y'all know how to keep a secret When I get money you know I like to keep it How I get money others are tryin to peep it Flipmode, will be winners you wanna form a team wit The big money figures, the ones to plot the scheme wit The brothers who be used to gettin money frequent The ones I would always measure up my triple beams wit Until they start takin my people to the precint That's all back in the day yo, that ain't nuttin recent Cuz nowadays we see women we like to speak wit Eat wit, lay 'em down and sleep wit Type of women make a brother wanna keep it Shorty be so exotic she lookin decent Lotta corny niggaz be offerin whack free shit I can't hold the heat no more yo, I gotta release it CHORUS 1 What y'all gonna do? Don't you know we always comin through, me and my crew, Lemme here you say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) To all my dogs that stay bloody, well around in the 500, all day, Lemme here you say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) C'mon VERSE 2 Now everytime that I meet a sucka who's fronted, it's aight Gettin money and everybody want it Smoke a big blunt, get myself all fucked up Fall on the floor, gotta call my X-500 Iceburg-5 - where you at?? "No need for alarm, right now I'm cruisin to the sound of my enhanced CD-ROM" Hurry up 5, yo you know it's about to get thick I see this cat away behind my back about to do a stick "Tell me where you at, I will be there in 10 seconds flat, you know I got your back, I'll be there just in time to counteract" Sometimes I might even forget crew, my X-5 bulletproof, I turbo boost, and blast right through in the ceiling and in the roof Comin through, hittin you, and knockin other suckas tooth's Full speed ahead like we runnin a toll booth Produce more flavor that Veryfine juice Call a truce, on me and my people and let loose CHORUS 2 All my ladies in the place to be, gettin money while they next to me, lemme see, Lemme here you say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) All my people just wave your hands, gettin money all across the land, one time Lemme here you say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) C'mon VERSE 3 Release the heat, we lettin loose to the extreme Me and the Iceburg X-5, bounce from the scene Recline my seat, rock to the beat Lyrical artist, microphone scarred up in the heat Blowin up the spot that we hittin, know what I mean? Got you hopin we keepin you people up like caffeine Fly guillotine, seeing everything on my little computer screen From here to Philippines Keep it movin, we never run out of gasoline Gas me, your arson, but lookin kerosene Me and my 5 be runnin the mission you never seen Hot shit, makin ya suckas forever fein Anyone of you comin you better come clean Hit you with an overdose of more rhyme amphetamine Got you eye bloodshot you need visine People in wylin, I think you need to wreak the sirene CHORUS 1 and 2Dangerous
Make ya feel good , make ya feel all right One time Feel good yea ya'll Busta Rhymes in the place ya'll Make you feel real good ya'll Flipmode is the squad in the place ya'll Buck wild for all of my people who don't care Lost like a bunch of black millionaires Makin ya run, me and my gun Stackin my ones Lost a little, invest up in a mutual fund Blowin the horn since of everyday I was born Everyday I see a nigga layin escapimg my lawn Dangerous, my niggas shit be accurate Have to get, the flow be so emasculate A yo a yo I do my deal sippin my moe Slippin in slow, them pretty women sayin hello Any wiggle hittin this play olavola Little honey dipped in within a little carryvola I don't mean to hold you up But I got somethin to say Swear to only give you hot shit everyday Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us That's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus: This is serious We can make you delirious You should have a healthy fear of us Cause to much of us is dangerous So dangerous we dangerous My Flipmode squad is dangerous So dangerous we dangerous My whole entire unit is dangerous Hold your breath We swing it from right to left Word to Wyclef You know my shit t be hot to death Stayin alive, you know only the stronger survive Holdin my heat I love my seat , wippin the five Baseline for all of my people movin around Give me a pound All of my squad holdin it down Lettin you up The new shit wrekin you up Blowin you up My black hole suckin you up Back in the days brother use to be left out Now a brother holdin several money market accounts Blaze the street and then I would just like to announce Feelin my grove My jiga jiga makin you bounce Others is fare, me and my squad breakin the bridge Straight gettin it, we got you suckers holdin your head Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us that's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus One time ya'll Throw your hands real high ya'll Yea, get down ya'll Let me see you all ya'll Busta Rhymes, Flipmode ya'll Nineteen ninety eight ya'll Ha, get down ya'll, lets have a ball ya'll Feelin the heat up in the street rockin the beat Step up in the club, take me to my reserved seat Comin around, all of my people surround me So much bottles are leakin, ya'll brothers will drown me Makin ya drunk, feelin the fun, blazin the skunk Stay hitten with the shit that blow a hole in ya trunk Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us that's when we gettin dangerous Come on ChorusPut Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See
[Busta Rhymes] Ah yeah, Flipmode Here we come, bout to fuckin explode Flipmode, Busta Bust Nine-seven Hot shit Check it out Hit you with no delayin so what you sayin yo Silly with my nine milly what the deally yo When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo Wild up in the club like we wylin the studio You don't want to violate nigga really and truly-o My main thug nigga named Julio he moodio Type of nigga that'll slap you with the toolio Bitch nigga scared to death ask fruity-o Fuck that look at shorty she a little cutie-o The way she shake it make me want to get all in the booty yo Tap mistresses and bangin bitches in videos Wild up in my freak like we up in the freak shows Hit you with the shit make you feel it all in your toes Hot shit got all you niggas in wet clothes Stylin my metaphores when I formulate my flows If you don't know you're fuckin with the real player pros (like that) Chorus: repeat 2X Do you really wanna party with me Let me see just what you got for me Put all your hands where my eyes could see Straight buck wylin in the place to be If you really wanna party with me, in God we trust Yo its a must that you heard of us yo we murderous A lot of niggas is wonderin and they curious I'm makin my niggas deal with it so mysterious Furious all of my niggaz is serious Should niggaz be walkin around fearin us Frontin nigga like you don't wanna be hearin us Gotta listen to the radio be playin us 30 time a day shit'll make you delirious Damagin everything all up in your areas Yo its funny how all the chickens be always servin us All up in between they ass where they wanna carry us Hitcha gonnana hit em off with the illiest Varias chickens they wanna marry us Yo its Flipmode my nigga you know we bout to bust Settle for your money the label preparin us Bite the dust instead of you makin a fuss Niggas know better cause there aint no comparin us Mad at us niggas is never we fabulous Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous Oh shit my whole clique victorious Takin no prisoners niggaz is straight up warriors While you feelin that I know you be feelin so glorious Then I blitz and reminisce on my nigga Notorious ChorusWhat's It Gonna Be?! (feat. Janet Jackson)
[Busta Rhymes] Ah ah Ah ah Ah, ah.. c'mon Ah, ah, ah uh uh-uh Uhhh, ahhh 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 c'mon 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 wanna 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 [Janet Jackson] (Busta Rhymes) 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, c'mon) 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?! [Busta Rhymes] What what, what, party people seeing you waving your hand high Hot shit, burning you making your ass fry, baby c'mon Give you the shit what that make you quiver while I deliver the shit that'll hit you right in your live 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 wanna go play it loud (loud) whattup? *echoes* WHEN, WE, COME, and hit YOU Best believe, we really gon' get YOU Light up whatever you wanna 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 [Janet Jackson] (Busta Rhymes) 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?! [Busta Rhymes] (Janet) What, what, what.. what what? We gonna make your body feel wet (WET) We gonna make your body say yeah (YEAH!) I wanna know where my road dawgs is it I wanna 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 - c'mon Makin my niggaz just say HO, word up And makin you women just say AH, baby c'mon Bringin it to you in many ways We makin and takin you people right through another phase, c'mon 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 [Janet Jackson] (Busta Rhymes) 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?! [Busta Rhymes] 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 Close the door nigga (YES!)