Mês: novembro 2023

Busta Rhymes – THE STATEMENT ( Lyrics Letra) Letra BustaRhymesVEVO Busta Rhymes – THE STATEMENT ( Lyrics Letra)
Yeah, yeah
Why y’all show off
We show up

Verse
How many times do I gotta remind you niggas that I’m one of the greatest?
And I will just rewrite the pages of every history book while they askin’ me, “Save us”
From all of this other bullshit that they be listenin’ to while you just amaze us
And me and my niggas just step inside the building and they just get on their knees and they praise us
They kiss a ring and then they just might just argue and then fuss
You the only god we trust
Imperial Busta Bust, I be fuckin’ shit up just because, wait
I appreciate your patience, but all you niggas should face it
There’s no one that’s greater than me
Thirty years later, fuck shit up like we still in basements
We want all you haters to see
Piss on your face, give you facelifts
Now shut up and cater to me
Pricelessness, bitch, I’m the nicest, I make all you haters agree
Watch the way I’m runnin’ circles around on these niggas
Know why they so afraid of me
I’m only here to inspire you and set shit on fire
And give you what you came to see, see (Hold up

(Hold up
Hold up
Nigga, fuck your conversation, make sure you have my compensation
Nigga, fuck you contemplating, my hungry niggas out here waiting
And know none of them niggas patient, they do not like to tolerate shit
If the money come up short, better find you a new occupation
If you lucky enough to survive the situation
I don’t do good moderatin’
I stay out at all of that and mind my business
For feelin’ the greatest at my obligations
Fuckin’ up the street and
Fuckin’ up the street and get worse when I be on my concentration
Body every individual with minimal complication
Get you some shit that be swallowin’ up every nation
Just cover all accommodations
While we continue to fuck up the street in everything
I’ll flatline your whole operation
Niggas worry ‘bout they future
I fuck up everything they use to
Walkin’ back and forth and pacin’, I get the streets another booster
The return of Mansa Musa
I ain’t got no time to waste it
What I do, you can’t replace it
Impossible to appraise it
The nicest, my nigga, prices, my nigga, we timeless
I hold all the dice, let me shake it
While we fuck shit up again and again
Securin’ every win
Why you niggas talkin’ basic?
Shinin’ so much, how we grindin’ so much
We ain’t never complacent
Feeding every street forever
Me and my niggas be workin’ so hard, we gettin’ so much money together
Animal skin I be in
Most you niggas patent leather, we call it whatever
Most of the time, it’s a pleasure to give you lyrics like a treasure
So much jewelry from an era
Give you more than you could measure
Most of you bozo-ass niggas that be movin’ around
They call you birds of a feather, whether
Or not you think you hot, so you cannot fuck with me, never
See most you niggas out here think that you cool
I’ll give you shit from my ancestor
And it don’t matter how much you imagine
Try me if you think you better, better (Better

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Busta Rhymes – HOMAGE ( Lyrics Letra) ft. Kodak Black Letra BustaRhymesVEVO Busta Rhymes – HOMAGE ( Lyrics)
Wheezy outta here

Chorus: Kodak Black
All of my bread turn mustard, I spend it on yellow diamonds
And I don’t fuck with busters unless they rhymin’, yeah
Busta ‘round, give me my flowers every time we encounter, yeah
I don’t owe a bitch shit, went from a YG to a OG, I gotta pay homage

Verse 1: Kodak Black
I had to start takin’ them jiggles and drinkin’, that liquor be makin’ me violent
I knew she was shakin’ her nigga, the way I was hittin’ on Caveman’s Island
Hot like the chain from a stripper, she ridin’ my pole, she climbin’ and slidin’
I turn that ho to a housewife, you can’t even spеll that shit without it
I took my dawg out the project, after еvery show, I give ‘em few thousand
The first time I met the ho, ‘fore I sexed ho, asked her if she knew Wale
Took a Perc’ and I call her, and when I try offer it, she told me she just do molly
I already got nine, so instead of the ‘Rari, I’ma just cop the Bugatti
Had to bust a few shotters and ride for a don
Just bust a lil’ thot if she fuck for a book
Had to pull a few robberies for me to survive
Stomach talkin’ and my bitch arguin’ too much
I got out of prison, ran it up in two months
I start right back to spendin’, boy, you gon’ do what?
Shawty smokin’ dick, it’s a mini-hookah
I’m puttin’ on my Timberlands, a nigga boo’d up
Chorus: Kodak Black
All of my bread turn mustard, I spend it on yellow diamonds
And I don’t fuck with busters unless they rhymin’, yeah
Busta ‘round, give me my flowers every time we encounter, yeah
I don’t owe a bitch shit, went from a YG to a OG, I gotta pay homage

Post-Chorus: Busta Rhymes
When I see the young G, Kodak, I love the way you be contributin’ the shit that you be doin’
I done seen you go to jail, come home, get shot, calm down and now I like the way you’re movin’
Jewelry be priceless, I like to make the records, but I love to sit a nigga down and school him
Take the information and apply it, then become a success every single time you use ‘em, yeah

Verse 2: Busta Rhymes
Canary yellow diamond, when you see it, hope you ‘preciate the mineral, yeah
Scientific with it, here to inspire the most of you so you ain’t lookin’ pitiful, yeah
Instead of watchin’ my pocket, it’s impossible to count my residuals, yeah
Every time I talk, I’m here to cut deep in the soul of every single individual, yeah
I give it to the street because I know they really wanted this
Captivated the planet and checked it off my bucket list
Drink another bottle ‘til it’s finished, take another piss
Grab another quarter milli’, throw it on my other wrist
Yeah, close your eyes, travel with us, make another wish
Now tell your bitch to come here and give me another kiss, Kodak

Chorus: Kodak Black
All of my bread turn mustard, I spend it on yellow diamonds
And I don’t fuck with busters unless they rhymin’, yeah
Busta ‘round, give me my flowers every time we encounter, yeah
I don’t owe a bitch shit, went from a YG to a OG, I gotta pay homage
Post-Chorus: Busta Rhymes
When I see the young G, Kodak, I love the way you be contributin’ the shit that you be doin’
I done seen you go to jail, come home, get shot, calm down and now I like the way you’re movin’
Jewelry be priceless, I like to make the records, but I love to sit a nigga down and school him
Take the information and apply it, then become a success every single time you use ‘em, yeah

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