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  • Busta Rhymes, Thank You (Dirty version) feat. Kanye West, Lil Wayne and Q-Tip

    Réal. : Director X


    Paroles :

    Woo, welcome to the bank
    Where you deposit Young Money and you get Cash Money
    I'm Tunechi, the Boss
    And live from the vault is Busta Buss

    Swag mania, pop that goes most
    Carry the most beautiful bitches
    With us, happily toast
    Keep the faculty close
    Gross when we give them a dose
    Got them ODing, leaning in each coast
    Scenery froze, take notes, Rock Rolls
    Diamonds that fit in Chanel Minks in the winter
    Who fucking with us
    We coming to give them the shivers
    Watery flows, spilling like rivers
    Flooding the street, hoping niggas swimming is moving gorillas
    King Kongs, Godzillas when we roll up
    Seat filling niggas, get up when we show up

    Please don't throw up
    Hold your liquor, grow up
    If you robbing niggas
    We going to show you how to blow up
    Thank your lucky stars
    It's the Rap Czar, tuck your shit in
    My niggas bite like Rin Tin Tin, my chagrin
    You never win, model thin, walking crack in your shin
    She gives in every time that I spin
    Square up, bow down to the kings of the hall
    We wade on, talk shit while we ball
    So what's cracking with y'all

    Native New Yorker
    And the slick talker featured in order
    Call the reporter
    Stepping like the British walkers
    Legendary swag flu and see the influence, see how we do it
    Get them into it steadily God, I'm stupid, so undisputed
    Act fool, back tool, until they pop off
    Police crowd up the street, blocking them off, locking them off
    Got these niggas wilding while I signal my soldiers
    Bossing it up, maintaining composure, stand on the sofa
    Thirty bottles, twenty waitresses, bring them over
    See how we light up shit, nigga, call the promoter
    And tell that nigga bring the bag, better hurry up with it
    And count the money up proper, cause you can GET IT

    Yeah
    It feel good, don't it, uh
    It feel good, don't it, uh
    Ay, I want to let y'all know, ay ay
    I want to let y'all know, this Yeezy
    And you listening to Q-Tip

    Settle up, stiletto up, saddle up and let's go
    Good times, only difference, niggas making your dough
    Chatter is up, peep the way we batter it up
    On top of the mountain, folding the ladder up
    You dead and done rip up your paper, cause your status is none
    Transfixed on the strengths of the page, whether chopper or gauge
    You're just a single, cause you wouldn't engage
    You turnt up with the script on the cup, you keep the goblets with us

    See how we push sometimes a man fi get kuff, beat him the head
    Boop-be-de-de-boff, zippity-boof
    Beat him in the head again, "stop killing me, Wolf", whop
    Beat a nigga till he drop, piggity-poof
    Oxy in me pulse
    He don't want no problem with niggas
    Fuck it, let's get to drinking, poison our livers
    Dammit, we sinners when me and Abstract are together, see we deliver
    She got me touching it, fucking on all my fingers, dammit, we winners
    Pillar of this rap shit, homie, they know
    Kill everything until it's time for me to go
    That's when I bomb it with a blow
    And then I black and get a little bit dummy
    The microphone is bleeding, you should take it from me

    Incredibly we do it, and it resonates the music
    I tune it, YouTube it, it could never ever be refuted
    It's gnarly for niggas and naughty for ninas
    Bitches and ballerinas
    Ballers and in-betweeners
    Blatant non-believers and over-achievers
    Kicking it in Pele Adidas
    Drinking gallons and liters
    All of you must reconcile a leader
    She's begging to eat us, and her man's attitude defeated
    But never a scandal
    Because me and Bus we're prone to handle it, we're gentlemen

    Not to mention, we're veterans
    Second, he need some medicine
    Before I black as he get off my premises
    Better fly, you pelican, idiot ass niggas
    But then again, you need a suit for your funeral measurements
    See me doing it effortless
    It's never getting no better than this
    Giving your shit to convince a better preference
    Watch me turn them to skeletons
    See how I come and bring out the betterness
    Time is with it and I rep the foreverness
    Flying, United Emirates, sized private plane, that kind of etiquette
    Purchasing diamonds, handle them delicate
    Now you need you a better ref
    You could peep us regulating, see we all in this bitch like we ain't never left

    I want to thank you Heavenly Father
    For shining your light on me
    I want to thank you Heavenly Father
    For shining your light on me
    I know it couldn't have happened without you
    Ooo-ooh without you-ooooooohhh
    Without you-ohh
    Without you


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