Busta Rhymes - Call The Ambulance Lyrics
[busta rhymes]Yeah.. busta rhymes now, flipmode now, check itSee we in two-thousand-and-three already, catch up to usYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, huhNow mother*****in case closedThe shit blow your speaker, keep turnin your base lowSpaz out because I mother*****in say soBefore I blow this ***** like we down in wacoThick in ***** diesel, thats the way we rollBig truck shit, even my ***** whippin the range rovWe bout to skyrocket and the way we goThe way the *****es lookin love the way we blowCheck it, we light shit up like broadway yoThe crack-head rappers better just say noBefore I turn stupid and back the heat slowLay and wait for niggaz in the back street yoWeak flow, take your shit like Im comin to repoCreate a crowd scene and stack a bunch of peopleWe bustin through the doors, shootin through your peepholeThe shoot that never miss is like shootin a free throwAll you niggaz better go and..[chorus: busta rhymes]Call the ambulance, come and pick up your peopleCall the ambulance, come and pick up your peopleCall the ambulance, come and pick up your peoplePut they body on the stretcher, carry they ass outCall the ambulance, come and pick up your peopleCall the ambulance, come and pick up your peopleCall the ambulance, come and pick up your peopleIll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass outCall the ambulance[rampage]Catch sixteen to remove your organsH-2-o ridin round in same orbitsNotorious from new york to new orleansHouse come with the lake swimmin with dolphinsFifty keys with large proportionsCaught a few niggaz on money extortionsNiggaz snitch, f.b.i. is hawkinCall johnny cochran, yo this nigga is walkinShit, we got to close down the clubMe and my cousin bust, we like crockett and tubbsPushin lambos, big chains and dubsLead the flipmode security with snubsUppin club levels, hundred gs and upAnd if them ducks rollin bust Im beatin it upThe streets aint safe, yo we heatin it upThe partys on smash, now we tweakin it upThe *****es want this dick so they eatin it up[busta] now all you *****es better go and..[chorus][rampage]Flipmode, we in heavy conjunctionWe shut it down in every functionBeat you in yo head until your brain malfunctionYo bust, call the label, tell em we in productionPinky ring status so its no discussionStop talkin shit, niggaz dodgin and duckinIm cream cheese with the english muffinI still got respect in the flatbush junction, hey[busta rhymes]Huh, its like we shakin down a dudeWe like a pack of dogs that come to take a nigga foodMy niggaz flip quicker than a *****in interludeI beat niggaz head and blood drippin through a tubePeep *****, Im only here to change the *****in moodAnd freeze you niggaz money like a nigga gettin suedAnd leave you in the church watchin your body gettin viewedDont get it *****ed up or even misconstruedAll you niggaz better go and..[chorus]
