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Busta Rhymes - Thank You Lyrics

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  • [Intro: Lil Wayne]
  • 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 Bust
  • [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
  • Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yo
  • Swag mania, pop that goes most
  • Carry the most beautiful *****es
  • 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 *****ing 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
  • [Verse 2: Q-Tip]
  • Uh, Shit
  • 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 yall?
  • [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
  • Made in New York, and the slick talking thieves of the 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, Got em 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
  • Postin’ it up, maintaining composure, staying 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
  • [Bridge: Kanye West]
  • Yeah
  • It feel good, don’t it?
  • It feel good, don’t it?
  • Hey, I want to let ya’ll know
  • Hey, hey
  • I want to let yall know
  • This Yeezy
  • And you listening to Q-Tip
  • [Verse 4: Q-Tip]
  • Set them up, stiletto up, saddle up and let’s go
  • Good times, only difference, niggas is making it though
  • 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
  • Turnt up with the script on the cup, you keep the gobbles with us
  • [Verse 5: Busta Rhymes]
  • See how we push sometimes man forget cuff, 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
  • ***** 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, *****ing on all my fingers, dammit we winners
  • Pillaging 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
  • [Verse 6: Q-Tip]
  • 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
  • *****es and ballerinas
  • Ballers and in-betweeners
  • Blatant non-believers and over-achievers
  • Kicking it in pailey Adidas
  • Drink Aliz in 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 Busta came to handle
  • [Verse 7: Busta Rhymes]
  • Not to mention, we’re veterans
  • Second, he need some medicine
  • Before I black you should 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, you not at 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 ***** like we ain’t never left

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