Songtexte:
Busta Rhymes Do My Thang

party people it's me let me do my thing Let me do my thing let me do my thing Baby doll follow me baby Let me do my thing just check me out now Open

duck I'ma let mine hang ? let the Desert Eagle sing Let it be known all over, it's a Uptown thang Fulfill my wishes...with my hand on my nine Push that

leave the block without my my heata Got me a dog and named her my bitch nigga eata What could they do to me that little brat Shit them niggas shot me

I got 'cause we rhyme Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you So either

two and two shit Raw silk, cuz YOU DO IT TO MY MUSIC *Funk Doctor Spock* lock the hypest individual, to put criminal in diapers With my nigga E and Cypress

I'd make a rhyme and see what it takes You suckas tried to creep me then I'll have to get my gat And bust you in the head for tryin' to steal my acid

the streets, they made a special spot for my name Dre, haters wanna stop to my reign But the music lives in me, every drop in my veins The pride and

in hop hip profits from slopin Go get it my precious go getter business is cold weather sped up Whether it upsets me though I figured cold cheddar would know better than bust

: (feat. Busta Rhymes) [Intro/Chorus: Q-Tip] I be that nigga that I think y'all know With Mr. Busta Rhymes (A-yo, I'm in the studio) [Busta Rhymes]