Flipmode Squad - Cha Cha Cha Lyrics
(intro / spliff star):Hah...Rah digga...Spliff star...Flipmode...In ya face nigga...You wanna battle nigga...(spliff star):Yo, yo, yo!Its my time to shine and Im a shine brightSodomize the micGet the crowd hypeMake em want to fightYou see the rhymes I constructThe flows I conductIt *****ed up the party like somebody got buckedNigga word!I lays it down flat like a door matGet head in every state wherever I toured atSpliff ah spliffDuh-ty nigga what the undisputedCounting trapsTaking trip out the cacilacSmokin quan-quanDoggie style chicks in the montreaonCracking many bar***** itNigga grab an averonMe spliff, be the *****ing tailor of my fashion***** what niggas thinkWatch a nigga turn platinum(chorus / busta rhymes):Yall niggas wanna get downYa niggas wanna battleEh, what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaYall niggas wanna get downYa niggas wanna battleJust what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaYall niggas wanna get downLets cha cha cha cha chaYa niggas wanna battleLets cha cha cha cha chaEh what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaCha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha(rah digga):Digga, diggaFirst name rahsheaSweetest person had no ideaJust like that honey flipped three timesWith nickles and dime staking rhymes by the eonSituation around the way with my womenLooking spiffy wit the vendi type linenTotin herbalsWe got papers like staplesMarla marplesDidnt think I could take youConfrontation now niggas wanna run upTrying to flex muscle on a ***** tring to come upRhymes hotter than concrete statues in eygptRoll they ass out like they parapilegicBoy! I got shit for the brainYou faker than them new heads calling me by my nicknameI shatter an ego quickI be that chickThe wrong niggas gonna be round to see that shit(chorus / busta rhymes):Yall niggas wanna get downYa niggas wanna battleEh, what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaYall niggas wanna get downYa niggas wanna battleEh, what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaYall niggas wanna get downLets cha cha cha cha chaYa niggas wanna battleLets cha cha cha cha chaEh, what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaCha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha(baby sham):Get the royal blue nab and swing my wayOn some real party shit if you hold your wayI can hold mineYou wanna battle blow some linesRocks gleam on the top of my wristYou want thisBe the same dude that hop on the pubic splitsYou cant hold thisYou jealous cause ya shorty want thisDig her back out in front of my cribHer man staked outOn the rare the cloud sh...shut your mouthWhat you chap bout, the same shitBeen on for chrisThe style got you twist upWalk wit face ice grilled upSome cat pulled up in a black surburbLet me move first so I can park my shit on the curbYa moves slow get bashed in from q.b. to aspenIm short for reasonYou spoke and should have passed thatDont ask my age cause the world made me like thatBlast a hole in ya face soon as my nine ***** back(chorus / busta rhymes):Yall niggas wanna get downYa niggas wanna battleEh, what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaYall niggas wanna get downYa niggas wanna battleLets, what yall wannna doNa cha cha cha cha chaYall niggas wanna get downLets cha cha cha cha chaYa niggas wanna battleLets cha cha cha cha chaEh, what yall wannna doLets cha cha cha cha chaCha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha(outro / busta rhymes):Yeah...Rah digga...Sliff star...Baby sham...Flipmode squad nigga...***** is the deal...98 shit...99 shit...2000 shit...2001 shit...2002 shit...Eternal shit mother*****er...Stay tuned...
