Lyrics Hey Ladies.lrc Busta Rhymes
[id: pshznmbu]
[ar: Busta Rhymes]
[al: It Ain’t Safe No More…]
[ti: Hey Ladies]
[length: 03:20]
[00:14.91]Here we go now, yea
[00:20.16]C’mon, yea, check it
[00:22.58](Verse One)
[00:23.03]I said my solo jump off, been boomin since nine-six
[00:24.69]My solo jump off, been boomin since nine-six
[00:27.95]Hittin trippin the circuit breaker, flickin the light switch
[00:30.06]The kid like is he known for givin you wild hits
[00:32.71]I keep my name on the way on top of the now list
[00:34.98]Bangin on every level, droppin the now shit
[00:37.27]It’s like the feelin after watchin a couple of (?) flick
[00:39.69]And once you hear the kid, you’ll be knowin the sound sick
[00:41.81]Spaz in the club, watchin the crowd flip
[00:44.60]That’s when I knew the crown was up for whoever the crown fit
[00:47.22]Nowadays while I go bag me a fine bitch
[00:49.49]Bitch watchin my pocket, seein we wild rich
[00:51.96]Shorty hopin we smellin nothin like foul fish
[00:53.72]While you swingin ass at the devil, claimin you righteous
[00:56.13]A lot of haters I’m knowin you like this
[00:58.75]While you floss unnecessarily, sippin on wild Crist’
[01:01.20](Chorus)
[01:02.01]I say LADIES, my MERCEDES
[01:03.34]Hold fo’ in the back, two if you fat
[01:05.51]Feel it all in your gut, your neck and your back
[01:08.04]When you step up in the club I know you know how to act
[01:10.32]Hey SOLDIERS, get your floss on
[01:12.87]Va-let in the lot, park the Yukon
[01:15.11]Shorty shakin her waist, and rippin her thong
[01:17.53]Now all my people are muggin and singin the song, I’m sayin
[01:20.32](Verse Two)
[01:21.03]Shit still boomin in two-thousand and three
[01:22.71]My shit still boomin in two-thousand and three
[01:25.04]And we don’t give a fuck about who you claimin to be
[01:27.18]My jewels blind bitches where they ain’t able to see
[01:29.50]These fools try to talk just a little much to a G
[01:31.78]They say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a tree
[01:34.68]Clear my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of tea
[01:36.95]Takin different constant boats, from the land to the sea
[01:39.04]I got my paper see, I ain’t doin nuttin for free
[01:41.49]Unless it’s for the hood, it might cost you a small fee
[01:43.94]Niggaz all in the street, whylin whippin the V
[01:46.41]Clever from New York to Chicago back to the D
[01:48.99]Check it, take it back like when I was flippin a ki
[01:50.95]Bonin chicks, holdin titties like they was Pamela Lee
[01:53.22]You know I mastered the art and got it down to a tee
[01:55.92]And keep it goin add enough spice, we holdin the recipe
[01:58.34]Big paper we makin, all of my crew agree
[02:00.88]Stack more and bust up a bottle of Hennessy
[02:03.24]In case you niggaz ain’t even knowin my pedigree
[02:05.58]Invested in resorts for the niggaz who go and ski
[02:07.94]If you ain’t know the streets is belongin to me
[02:10.04]I get my people from the hood and then take ’em all on a spree shoppin
[02:12.89]While you niggaz is busy coppin the pleas
[02:15.09]We busy blowin frontin like you ain’t knowin my stee’
[02:17.55](Chorus)
[02:39.14]Yea, snap yo’ fingers, c’mon
[02:42.61](Heavy breathing)
[02:47.23]Here we go now, yea
[02:50.76]C’mon
[02:55.85]Year of Release: 2002