Busta Rhymes - Hail Mary Remix lyrics

(Intro) (Hail Mary, Hail Mary, Hail Mary) It's Trigga (Bussa Buss) (Trig, what's happenin' n***a?) I got that game (I got that game) I caught a play (I caught a play) We goin' long (we goin' long) Do what I say (do what I say) I've got my game face on (yeah, yeah, yeah) I got my game face on, come on The conglomerate, baby! [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] I don't want a war, drop them drawers How it feel? sh** Peep how they applaud When I walk out on that field, b**h Y'all already know the way I'm moving, anyway I do this every day Watch the way we execute the play f** the sh** you say! Feelin' kinda sloppy, Nouveau Gotti With the coup today Mami, what my n***as do, I'm sorry Yeah, they shoot the K Here you know the motto See we gotta get the loot and pray For my enemies, pop them bottles Follow suit and spray f** the ref, n***a f** the foul call Hit her with the dick, she cursed me For hittin' her with my foul ball You can bring your friends, little mami You know my style, though ‘Case you ain't know, we ride on [Hook: Trey Songz] Hey girl you say you like it deep, Hail Mary Hey girl you know the play, Hail Mary Tonight we going long, yeah, we be goin' long Hey, huddle up, Hail Mary I ain't tryin' to punt, Hail Mary Tonight we goin' long We be goin' long, Hail Mary [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I got my chopper in my ‘rari In case I see my enemies I don't know what's gotten into me Tonight I'm on this Hennessy I won't usually do the brown But tonight is special (special) Sam Rothstein be my agenda, yeah my special My 2-door is retarded I call that b**h special-ed I don't even know her name I just call her special-ed Another year, same haters, usual suspects Worried 'bout another n***a I swear that sh** is suspect Keyser Soze, sold the yay, and I got away Hit the club, bay air fresh, in case I die today Hail Mary, told her it's the world, ain't got sh** to lose 'Bout to go long, celebrate, like I'm Cindy Cruse [Hook] [Verse 3: Trey Songz] Whatever you want I got it Got a drop-top in my pocket You pop it, you watch it Keep on poppin' and I'mma drop it So hard to be alone, anyone'll go But right here at this moment You the one I want to roll, so You got the ball baby, it's in your hands I'mma be the coach, I'mma let you know the plan What's next is, baby you and me exit What now? I'ma get you naked Do a little bit of s**in' Touch down And once you let me score I'mma wanna score again Double O, triple O, baby I'mma play to win Say the best stuff, and see some good D Hey girl I heard you like it deep [Hook] [Verse 4: Lil' Wayne] Tunchi in this muthaf**a Hail Mary, full of grace I don't remember her name But I remember how her p**y tastes I go long, so long, she love the way that I put it down Got you goin' in circles, all you gotta do is look around I'm Mr. Right and she's Ms. Tonight p**y so nice, gotta kiss it twice p**y so tight my tongue get stuck My tongue get stuck like lickin' ice Hoes call me QB, I throw that dick too deep I told her she's the preacher's wife She said practice what you preach She said “ah, me so horny, he love me long time” I say how ‘bout 69, she say numbers don't lie I say true, you ain't never told no lie You ain't never told no lie And you know they say love is blind So close your eyes