Busta Rhymes - Dangerous Lyrics
Intro: busta rhymesHey, another one of them flipmode jointsBusta rhymes yall, word mother yall, check it out yallJust swing to the left, swing to the rightMake ya feel good, feel alrightOne time, feel good yeah yallBusta rhymes in the place yallMakin you feel real good yallFlipmode is the squad in the place yallVerse one: busta rhymesBuckwild to all of my niggaz who dont careFloss like a bunch of young black millionairesMakin ya run, me and my dunn, stackin my onesFloss a lil, invest up in a mutual fundBlowin the horn, a sense of every day I was bornNever dream I see a nigga landscaping my lawnDangerous, my nigga shit be accurateHave to get, the flow be so immaculateAiyyo, aiyyo, watchin my dough, sippin my moeSlippin in slow, them pretty *****es sayin helloAnyway go head and diss, play your oil of olayLittle honeydip within a little cariolaI dont mean to hold you up but I got somethin to saySwear to only give you hot shit everydayAfraid of us, you know this aint no game to usYou strange to us, thats when we gettin dangerous, come onChorus: busta rhymesThis, is, seriousWe could make you deliriousYou should have a healthy fear of usCause too much of us is dangerousSo dangerous, we so dangerousMy flipmode squad is dangerousSo dangerous, we so dangerousMy whole entire unit is dangerousVerse two: busta rhymesHold your breath, we swingin it from right to leftWord to wyclef, nigga shit be hot to deathStayin alive, you know only the stronger surviveHoldin my heat, under my seat, whippin my fiveBassline for all of my people movin aroundGive me a pound, all of my niggaz holdin it downCuttin you up, the new shit, ruckin you up*****in you up, my black hole, suckin you upBack in the days, a nigga used to be ass outNow a nigga holdin several money market accountsBlaze the street, and then I would just like to announceFeelin my groove, my jigga jigga makin you bounceOthers is fair, me and my niggaz breakin the breadStraight gettin it, we got you niggaz holdin your headAfraid of us, you know this aint no game to usYou strange to us, thats when we gettin dangerous, come onChorusInterlude: busta rhymesOne time yallThrow your hands real high yallYea, get down yallLet me see you all yallBusta rhymes, flipmode yallNineteen ninety eight yallHa, get down yallLets have a ball yallVerse three: busta rhymesFeelin the heat up in the street rockin the beatStep up in the club, take me to my reserved seatComin around, all of my niggaz surround meSo much bottles of liquor, yall niggazll drown meMakin ya drunk, feelin the funk, blazin the skunkStay hittin with the shit that blow a hole in ya trunkAfraid of us, you know this aint no game to usYou strange to us thats when we gettin dangerous, come onChorusOutro: busta rhymesUhh uhh, uhhUh-huh, uh-huh, uhhUh-huh, uhhUhh, uhh, uhhUhh uhhUh-huh, uhhUh-huhUhh uhhAhh ahh, uhh ahhUh-huh uh-huh, ahh...
