Busta Rhymes - Show Me What You Got lyrics

Hoo! Yeah it's another one of them marvelous sh**s Yeah, Flipmode, huh, Busta Rhymes sh**, yeah So remarkable, yeah As I say it over and over again From song to song, yeah, so remarkable Hah, heh, yeah, so remarkable [Verse 1] Yo, yo, Busta Rhymes the immaculate raw Hardcore, riggady raw, lay n***as flat on the floor We climb into the back of the four Nonchalant flavor fo' sure, Timbs wit a aqua valor Flava like you never seen it before Ha, holy, sacred, and pure Flipmode, be on it fo' sure Be incredible to settle the score Like a n***a shot you in the face, through the peephole in the door From New York, down to Singapore Keep you n***as jumpin' around, had the b**hes beggin fo' more Street n***as, yeah we speak for the poor Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the store Metaphor like nuclear war I warned n***as if you try to bite, sh** I'll leave a crack in your jaw Take the livest n***as out on a tour Make a n***a black in the spot, make you wanna take off a door [CHORUS:] All my dogs who hustle everyday All my dogs who hustle everyday now Own a store laundrymat around the way And own a store laundrymat around the way now We got to get it, YEAH! My n***as, all my n***as Show Me What You Got for me, what you got for me All my n***as what ya got for me All my shorties who stay fresh everyday All my shorties that stay fresh everyday My get money b**hes who still hang around the way All my get money b**hes that chill around the way now We got to get it, YEAH! We gotta... My b**hes, all my b**hes, c'mon Tell me what you got for me What you got for me, all my b**hes what you got for me [Verse 2] Now, yo, we stay packin the toast Could give a f**, bust at a ghost And end up on the front of the post n***as know that I be rockin the most f**in Ethiopian b**hes, living in the ivory coast Let me drug y'all n***as up wit a dose Make you act just like you suppose' Watch a n***a playin me close Nowadays type of dough that we gross I celebrate and throw me a roast And get an old face for a host We get it hype even when we be calm n***as know my word is my bond When we come you know we the bomb Hypnotic sh**, get you retarded Shoulda known it was a bad move f**in around and gettin me started Still whippin in the back of the truck So what, not givin a f** In the streets, livin it up So what happened to the last n***a bust Could give a f** whoever he was Throw them n***as outta the clubs Them n***as all, sh** turnin me off Tie 'em up, makin 'em cough Gag 'em in the throat wit a cloff After that we go and wild for the night Make 'em know the style for the night Car low, pile for the night You know we always give y'all n***as a blaze Black it out and party for days Let y'all n***as f** with the strays f**in dimes at the end of the days Gettin money but it's too late Got a n***a stuck in his ways [CHORUS]