Busta Rhymes — Buss It Open

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Buss it, buss it, uh huh Neptunes, uh huh Flipmode, uh huh I'm saying, yo [Refrain: Busta Rhymes] Yes I come with more shit that make niggas spaz out And slap who they with, bustin', yo, yo Baby, give it to you so tensive Fuck this place up while this shit ain't making no sense Make a nigga breakdance and do the fucking windmill Bang your head 'til you put your face through a windshield Ooh, the shit that make you bring the streets out And while I'm in the club 'til I'm kicking a nigga teeth out [Break: Busta Rhymes] *Gunshot* Damn Ha-ha-haha Ha-haha Busta, bust, ahaha Neptunes, uh huh Flipmode, uh huh Streets, woo! I'm saying, yes, yo [Refrain: Busta Rhymes] Yes I come with more shit that make niggas spaz out And slap who they with, bustin', yo, yo Baby, give it to you so tensive Fuck this place up while this shit ain't making no sensе Make a nigga breakdance and do thе fucking windmill Bang your head 'til you put your face through a windshield Ooh, the shit that make you bring the streets out And while I'm in the club 'til I'm kicking a nigga teeth out [Verse: Busta Rhymes] *Gunshot* Let me keep it straight to [?] fast And give them niggas shit to suplex your bitch ass See, I'm coming through to bless the place Holding niggas hostage while it's only covering half my face Know I rep the street from here to South Beach So give me room before you catch an elbow in your mouth, B Y'all can say whatever you want, just spell my name right Let me go to spot with my niggas until the fucking daylight [Break: The Neptunes] Yo, from the top (Buss it open!) In your pom-poms y'all (Buss it open!) Uh, you know you making me wrong (Buss it open!) Make it pop, pop (Buss), yo (Buss it) Yo, from the top (Buss it open!) In your pom-poms y'all (Buss it open!) Uh, you know you making me wrong (Buss it open!) Make it pop, pop (Buss), yo (Buss it) [Outro: Busta Rhymes] Yo, yo, ayo, babies, do some [?] tonight To all my dawgs thugging that be keeping it tight Either I spaz with the beat because the feeling is right Now get the pop, pop, now won't you turn off the light Hey ladies, hey ladies See when the God come, I'm driving you crazy Hey ladies, hey ladies Jump in the whip and come and ride in Mercedes Come on Bam! *Gunshot*