Busta Rhymes - She Will Lyrics
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]I tell her "now goin pop that ***** for a real niggaI already know that life is deep but I still dig herNiggas is jealous but really I couldn't care lessI'm in hell's kitchen with an apron and a hair netDevil on my shoulder, the lord as my witnessSo on my Libra scale, I'm weighing sins and forgivenessWhat goes around, comes around like a hula hoopKarma is a *****? Well just make sure that ***** is beautifulLife on the edge, I'm dangling my feetI tried to pay attention but attention paid meHaters can't see me, nose bleed seatsAnd today I went shopping and talk is still cheapI rock to the beat of my drumsetI've been at the top for a while and I aint jump yetBut I'm Ray Charles to the bullshitNow jump up on that dick and do a full split[Drake]She just started to pop it for a niggaAnd look back and tell me "baby, it's real"And I say I aint doubt you for a secondI squeeze it and I can tell how it feelI wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the dealAnd she bad, so maybe she won'tUh, but shit than again maybe she willYeah, Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right nowShe will, yeahDo it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right nowShe will, she will, she willMaybe for the money and the power and the fame right nowShe will, she will, she willDo it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right nowShe will, she will, she will[Busta Rhymes]Go 'head shawty you can put it on meSmelling sweeter than the cleanest home lavender potpourriShe eager just to be alone and do it all for meMommy working like she tryna take all of this dough from meYeah, I let her go and get her bread and thinkAbout how much she know she f-ckin with the realest niggaThat's why I think she threw the p-ssy at meTil this funny nigga need to be an octopus to carry all this moneyShe looked at me and said "lets get it cracking boo"I wanna f-ck you while you make this music I be dancing toDiscreetly she imaginin' a nigga hurting itFor niggling while regulating *****es she be workin' wit'The way I murder shit you should call a doctor or should call the copsF-ck a car, my helicopters in the parking lotShut it, and while you hoping it could fitDo a somersault and land on that good dick[Drake]She just started to pop it for a niggaAnd look back and tell me "baby, it's real"And I say I aint doubt you for a secondI squeeze it and I can tell how it feelI wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the dealAnd she bad, so maybe she won'tUh, but shit than again maybe she willYeah, Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right nowShe will, yeahDo it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right nowShe will, she will, she willMaybe for the money and the power and the fame right nowShe will, she will, she willDo it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right nowShe will, she will, she will[Lil Wayne]Yeah, I tell her "now go on, pop that p-ssy for me"Haters can't see me, but them *****es still looking for meAnd you could take that to the bank and deposit thatPut your two cents in, and get a dollar backSome people hang you out to dry like a towel rackI'm all about "I" give the rest of the vowels backI like my girl thick, not just kinda fineEat her til she cry, call that "wine and dine"Try to check me and I'mma have 'em checkin' pulsesThey say chose wisely, that's why I was chosenRocking like asphalt, it's the cash faultLooked in the face of death and took it's mask offNow I like my house big and my grass softI like my girl face South and her ass NorthBut I'm Ray Charles to the bullshitNow hop up on my dick and do a full split! [Drake - Chorus]
