Busta Rhymes

Touch It(original Remix)
[Chorus] Touch it - Bring it - Babe Watch it - Turn it - Leave it - Stop - Format it [repeat 2x] [Intro] Aiyyo Swizzy I told these niggaz I was comin back to bust they ass! Ok! Remix! Part Two! [Verse] See now you who the God be, back runnin the city and you know who the squad be Flipmode bitch look see ain't nothin changed Now I'm back with the remix with the Queens of the game (TURN IT UP!) WHEN YOU SEE ME IN THE SPOT YOU NIGGAS BETTER RESPECT IT Y'ALL ALREADY KNOW WHERE I REP AIN'T NO REASON TO CHECK IT AND I KNOW THAT YOU AIN'T FUCKIN WITH ME JUST FOR THE RECORD SO INSTEAD I'M A LET, MARY J. BLIGE COME AND SET IT (Now get low Mary!) Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh) Mary J. Blige about to handle my biz (Uh huh) I'm on my grown woman still I rep for the kids In every hood, and all my peoples doin a bid Songtexte(TURN IT UP!) NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there lookin stuck (Ha!) He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm 'gon fuck If money ain't a thang I'm sayin let a bitch know Type to empty your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!) NOW HE HOPIN ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANY PLACE I COULD FIND HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA [Chorus] Touch it - Bring it - Babe Watch it - Turn it - Leave it - Stop - Format it [repeat 4x] [Verse] Bus this is serious man!!! (Get low Missy!) I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put your lips up on me {Woo!!!} Kiss it touch it, good, yes I wish you would (TURN IT UP!) YOU LIKE TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP BABY DIP (Ha!) DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS LOOKIN LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG BOY YOU SMOKIN THAT CHEECH AND CHONG (Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been gone for a minute But I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a fitted Everybody talk money everybody gonna run with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a midget (TURN IT UP!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE RING IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM [Chorus] Touch it - Bring it - Babe Watch it - Turn it - Leave it - Stop - Format it [repeat 4x] [Verse] (Get low Papoose!) Five boroughs of death, you don't understand I got New York City in the palm of my hand Now I could make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous Or I could smack the world with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!) I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE RING FINGER YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER Grrrrrrrrr (Get low X!) Swizz is the monster, X is the beast Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a piece Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all niggaz I'ma stick a fork at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP!) WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN FUCKED UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT) AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS CAN I. D. THE BODY? NIGGA TOOTHLESS [Chorus] Touch it - Bring it - Babe Watch it - Turn it - Leave it - Stop - Format it [repeat 4x] [Verse] (Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets declare me God of the hood You niggaz is watchin and wishin you could Be claimin the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers What's good you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!) CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT THE WAY I BE DOIN HISTORICAL SHIT INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK I TAKE YOUR BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT [Chorus] Touch it - Bring it - Babe Watch it - Turn it - Leave it - Stop - Format it [repeat 4x] Aus Songtexte Mania