that freaky gold-digger Jamborees Chorus I caught that ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word That ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word Cause when I'
in that freaky gold-digger Jamborees Chorus I caught that ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word That ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word Cause when I
fun [Busta Rhymes] Yo, wow Tig', I see you takin it there; you got your arsenal, huh? I think I know where you got that from, that Vibe article bruh
girl I'll light your ass on fire - I'll light your ass on fire Move girl I'll light your ass on fire - Bitch I'll light that ass on fire Move girl I'
Wynonna I roam the country like a Greyhound bus Put faith in lust and in God I trust I'm not Peter Pan, I don't fuck with fairies But I bust more rhymes
I'm a Rock 'em Sock 'em robot kid, I drop bombs I'm rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news I'm crazy and clever
Here we go, now I'm back I got soul, although I'm not black Pass the mic and I'm a spark it 'Cause I'm the hottest rapper on the market I used to shoot
beats, in a el dorado I'm movin swiftly, the game is fast, very quickly Greyhound bus tickets, I'll vick you for the whole season That's the reason I'll
stealin' from the hearse I aim it at ya hat when I burst If I don't get a Grammy I'm headed at the rat niggas first And I'm back full of perk strap
'em all stuck I reminisce on V.S. touchin' my fourth cup Me? My only problem is I'm more fucked Knowin' in my heart I can't sleep, till I bust off nuts
Bust? Yo, yo, word 'Cause when I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd I caught that ill vibe, Bust, word Tip? Yo, yo, word That ill vibe, Bust,
the wall I know I'm type fresh am I fresher than the mall? Yes yes y'all, five minutes it lasted My girls got my money like I'm Old Dirty Bastard The
your ass on fire Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, I'll light your ass on fire Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, bitch I'll light that ass on
Wynonna I roam the country like a Greyhound bus Put faith in lust, it ain't God I trust I'm not Peter Pan, I don't fuck with fairies But I bust more rhymes
off with the head tangy watch flip to a genie And I be a mac like beanie Out the bottle, I turn thug super model With rhymes that'll make ya have to
