Busta Rhymes - Bill Gates Remix lyrics
Oh sh** (yeahh) Busta Rhymes (yeahh) on this Lil Wayne remix...sh** is crazy right here (yeahh) Lets GO [Busta Rhymes] Okay, here comes the great white you little tadpole, my moneys like a fat b**h she had a cash roll. Combination lock safe bread stash old, and white sh** with small face just call me a**hole. You mad my word touch the street like an a postal hater, im a turn your crew to a circle or squares like a waffle maker. I gotta have it, even if it ain't mine, i gotta pocket paper. I put a strong hole in every hood see how i lock it major. And why you wondering w-whos that n***a coming in, sounding? like the voice of god do you speak a thundering. The k**er of the beat and how im giving you the eating how i k** em in the street how im magically and somebody better watch their step yep thats me yep. Son did ask me who's nicest cry baller, i don't call you son because you shine like one b**h i'm your father. Cause i fathered so many styles, like if you plain and i charter, tell they respect me and then amortize me like a mortar. I'm laughing with you, being at you think it's funny, cause that hundred thousand in my truck is cling diamond money. What's the issue now this sh** is so official with the stare we got em amp, if you ain't know i do it, over n***as cash should i spit me leaving pretty b**hes once and them damp. Undisputed with spit, i've been to fed of me is the champ. It dont matter if you debate and wanna rave and wanna rant and cooperate the god name in every religious chant go........ [Lil Wayne] Skinny a** pants Fresh pair of vans If you n***as keep trippin? n***a share an ambulance Throw up blood with my hands My gang poppin? n***as smoke that kush and not that reggie For you name droppin? n***as All day I do it I do it like Tony Got a sign on my dick that say ?bad b**hes only? I don?t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt Man I?m on that Patron, f** with me wrong and get murked Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go ?pu? Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b**hes do too Yeah all my n***as nuts and I?m a loose screw b**h I get big bucks, pockets on bruce bruce Yeah I talk that sh** b**h I got bread, b**h I got toast Welcome to the murder show I am the muthf**ing host They call me Weezy F Baby yes I do the f**ing most I?m at their throats until they choke The God has spoke I need a smoke wait (smoke wait) Now let it breath to em Yea......... [Chorus] It goes all these b**hes and nigas still hatin? I used to be a baller but now I?m Bill Gatin? Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later Yeah life is a b**h but I appreciate her man All these b**hes and nigas still hatin? Yea I used to be a baller but now I?m Bill Gatin? Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later Yeah life is a b**h but I appreciate her man Yea.....