Busta Rhymes - You Dont Want None lyrics

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Busta Rhymes - You Dont Want None lyrics

Yeah, it's Bad Boy South n***as, Ball and G Orange Mound, the moment you've all been waitin' for Collaboration, c'mon now, let's go, let's go, let's go, come on Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound Spit it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down I wanna see you get it crunk, let a n***a know what hood you from Everybody wit me drunk as f**, break it down and roll it up Back it up, a girl like you, a n***a like me can't pa** it up Rollin' by, lookin' good, put it in reverse then back it up What's the deal, lemme make it clear what you got rite here They broke the mold, one of a kind, fat boy witta gold mouth that shine Hard to touch, sorry to tell you, you boys out here ain't hard as us It's Ball and G, part of the streets, 'cuz the streets are a part of us Lay it down, please remember, games we don't play them now Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon' spray them round Buss a n***a head, smack a ho, shoot the club up Buss a n***a head, smack a ho, shoot the club up b**h, n***a, b**h, n***a, b**h, n***a, b**h You don't want drama, no, you don't want none, no You don't want drama, no, you don't want none, no Get up, get crunk, let's race to the trunk Get a pump, unload and dump, forget it, close the trunk In the middle of a fire, scotch and burn him, let's overheat him Really mistreat him, let's Rodney King him and over beat him MJG is the reason yo season needed seasonal spices They needed more life and lucky yo wife was bleedin' I don't like this leavin' yo body, for drinkin' too much Bacardi You should've known when you started, never f** with G and E In any climate I'm shinin', 'cause I'm perfect wit timin' I'm good for rippin' and rhymin' in and out the beat And 8 Ball is loadin' the clip for n***as supposin' to trip And you know I'm rollin' the whip, we finna set 'em free Buss a n***a head, smack a ho, shoot the club up Buss a n***a head, smack a ho, shoot the club up b**h, n***a, b**h, n***a, b**h, n***a, b**h You don't want drama, no, you don't want none, no You don't want drama, no, you don't want none, no 8 Ball and G, get it crunk fa sho My swagger, my flavor, my pimpin', my flow My ho, my woman, my slacks, my denims My backstroke in swimmin' in pools wit models in 'em Them boys, they hate it, we hustle, we made it We richer, the picture, is two of the greatest The realest, you bump some Ball and G, you gon' feel it Guaranteed, muhf**er, stamp, sign, seal it We placin' the fakest, they don't give it up, we gon' take it The realest up in in this n***as buckin', b**hes shakin' They a**es but cash it, might be a habit Like mics when we grab it, we co*k it, we blast it Buss a n***a head, smack a ho, shoot the club up Buss a n***a head, smack a ho, shoot the club up b**h, n***a, b**h, n***a, b**h, n***a, b**h You don't want drama, no, you don't want none, no You don't want drama, no, you don't want none, no So here we go, Bad Boy South, Ball and G, Orange Mound New York Collaboration, you don't want no drama, you don't want none I see you ATL, let's tear this sh** up, c'mon, c'mon I said, let's tear this sh** up, yeah, yeah, Ball and G Bad Boy South, let's go, let's work these motherf**ers Let's get this money n***as, yeah, as we proceed

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