Hot Sh** Makin' Ya Bounce Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 

Just bounce around 

All my niggas in the place need to bounce around 

Just bounce around 

Make ya bounce around 

All my bitches in the place need to bounce around 

Make ya bounce around 

I'll make ya bounce around 

Shake yo titties and yo ass and bounce around 

Just bounce around 

Just bounce around 

C'mon 

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Yeah nigga this shit here be the boss of me 

None of y'all niggas is ready run go see the pharmacy 

Prepare for the coming of another grand larceny 

Pardon me, you niggas ain't even a little hard to me 

Shit I spit'll slice you all up in yo main artery 

For the simple fact we didn't grow together, you ain't a part of me 

Makin niggas ride my long star singin the es 

Open orifices they gon' go cop another fortresses 

Meet a couple Delorises 

Travel when we on the low whippin them ford tauruses 

Ay yo-yo yo-yo YO 

Now I be Busta Ryhmes multimedia 

Latest edition added to the street encyclopedia 

(Meaning) keep your eyes on greedy niggas gettin greedier 

(Meaning) keep your eyes on meaty asses gettin meatier 

Worldwide publication bring tribulation 

To all whack niggas I smash yo' dedication 

My purpose is to purchase and really hurt this 

Bring alla my niggas amongst the wealthy merchants 

Gently we conquer the spot until its empty 

Present me and my niggas with arsenal aplenty 

Break fools, send you to school, follow the rules 

Violate my tools, lay you in your own blood pool 

But for now I drop jewels on the mentally strong 

With shit to say we don't allow niggas to say up in a song 

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Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin ya bounce 

One two (two) ride around in large amounts 

One two (two) high offa half an ounce 

One two (two), one two (two) 

One two (two), hot shit makin ya bounce 

One two (two) ride around in large amounts 

One two (two) we high offa half an ounce 

One two (two), one two (two) 

Caliente, wearing Ferdio Valente 

Shorty whippin in a Mitsubishi Viamonte 

Smell the roses, overdoses, givin niggas they diagnosis 

I got the answer for niggas who need they prognosis 

Shit for alla y'all niggas to smell up in your noses 

Hocus pocus, introduce me to the hostess 

I was dyin'a stroke uh play strip poker 

In the limo as I directed the limo chauffer 

Told the nigga to spin over by the club copa 

Watchin shorty lay as she spread on the limo sofa 

She asked the chauffer to stop for a frappachino mocha 

Then she let me blaze it while I still had my gun in my holster 

Still bonin, word I love the way shorty moanin 

Zonin, word is born niggas is wide open 

Yo, have a little fun all in between time 

And now we focus on the money shit all in the meantime 

Word to mother- I work hard to keep microphonin 

And alert niggas to shit like when the devil started clonin 

What nigga? yeah, we bowlin and shit is rollin 

Little shitty-ass niggas should run and go clean ya colon 

Any human that be assumin I check my nigga ruben for the ice cuban 

Assist him in my Lincoln Ave. boomin 

Whats the issue? I come to get you 

May the force be with you 

Bang your head, rupture your brain tissue 

I unravel shit faster than sound travel 

Battle any amphibian or live mammal 

Don't fret from sunrise to sunset 

Make a nigga bounce quick and I ain't even grabbed my gun yet 

I ain't done yet before I go to my permanent home 

Make sure you put 'One Of The Illest' on my tombstone 

Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin ya bounce 

One two (two) ride around in large amounts 

One two (two) high offa half an ounce 

One two (two), one two (two) 

One two (two) hot shit makin ya bounce 

One two (two) ride around in large amounts 

One two (two) we high offa half an ounce 

One two (two), one two (two) 

One two (two), one two (two) 

One two (two), one two (two) 

One two (two), one two (two) 

One two (two)