[Mystikal:] Ugh camera rolling
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Shouldn't a did that
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Me and Busta Rhymes
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[Busta Rhymes:] Busta Rhymes and Mystikal Nigga
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Ha ha ha ha hahahaha
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[Mystikal:] Bitch I'm on a mission
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Not the one to be mixed up from this nigga and that nigga
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Hundred percent, full blooded natural, rap whipper
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Ass kicker, mad spliffer, back flipper
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That much colder than the last nigga
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Come from my pops so y'all aint fucking with me
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I come to get down, its time to get down
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I think u chicken bust a cap
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I'm the one mixed with Duggery and Master P Ugh!
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Mystikal and Busta Rhymes
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Ohh shit the shocker and the guillitine
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Down, now put my gun on fire
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One eight zero zero can't nobody fly
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Like the cotton off your bottem then its gotta be me
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Late at night, lights out, you in a perminent sleep
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Aint many of these niggas coming harder than me
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Flip Mode, No Limit, who you thought it would be?
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[Chorus: Mystikal/Busta Rhymes[Busta Rhymes mimics Mystikal]][
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Wacha want nigga?
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Wacha need nigga?
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We gonna give it to ya
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Untill u bleed nigga
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Now where my live niggas?
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Where my live bitches?
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This for my live niggas
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This for my live bitches
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Now wacha want nigga?
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Wacha need nigga?
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We gonna give it to you
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Untill u bleed nigga
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Now where my live niggas?
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Where my live bitches?
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This for my live niggas
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This for my live bitches
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[Busta Rhymes:]
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Contact we will bomb that
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All I know is they will make a nigga
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We will omb back when we contact
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For better or worse
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Make a niggas heart sweell up and burst
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You know one of my niggas busting shots first
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Bust another shot off into the earth
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Leave a nigga stressed
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Feeling the pain of a women giving child birth
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See now a days everywhere we go we'll carry ya
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Even when we swinging with bitches down at the Mariot
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Chickens that will bust back on you and the ferries that
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Waiting for me to marry ya
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Ride up in my chariot
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Sorry but I aint having it
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Thinking u can roll cause you wearing a little glamour and acting all irogant
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Bitch Nigga
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Beet it like Micheal and fuck up you cycle
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Blast you with my grandfather's rifle
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I'm great to stifle
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Bitch
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Create a crises your paying the prises
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With the devil you was never richeous
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I think i might just, hit you now?
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You know u can fold here, niggas know it aint all there
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Prepare for warfare, niggas is everywhere
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Fuck with my niggas we are double there
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Flip Mode nigga you'll find trouble here
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Tipsy and turning, crispy and burning
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Hoping and learning
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You yerning to take hold of a niggas burning
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Reps for every grain of salt from every street corner
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The ones you wanted from Brooklyn to the south of the border
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No Limit and Flip Mode in this bitch
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While Mystikal and Busta Rhymes be straight busting your shit
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[Chorus 2]
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[Mystikal:]
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I want another side of fries with my poppa's chicken and bisquit
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Take the wall out, fall out
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I'm not playing with these dumb bitches
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What you doing if your riches don't fit ya?
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Ball playing and swinging on a track
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We some big old niggas
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Not some dead old niggas
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Bitch you trying to do something
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I'm gonna get on with ya
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I'm scratchy!
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You can't match
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I'm known for getting nasty
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With my ciggerette ass
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Once I get this fucker started you can't stop
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Oww you done fucked up now
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Mystikal and Busta Rhymes like Dolomite and Red Fox
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They frightened of the braids, running from the dread lox
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[Chorus 3]
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Whacha Want, Whacha Need
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Mystikal |