Busta Rhymes Show Me What You Got Lyrics

Hoo!
Yeah it's another one of them marvelous s___s
Yeah, Flipmode, huh, Busta Rhymes s___, yeah
So remarkable, yeah
As I say it over and over again
From song to song, yeah, so remarkable
Hah, heh, yeah, so remarkable

Yo, yo, Busta Rhymes the immaculate raw
Hardcore, riggady raw, lay n____s flat on the floor
We climb into the back of the four
Nonchalant flavor fo' sure, Timbs wit a aqua valor
Flava like you never seen it before
Ha, holy, sacred, and pure
Flipmode, be on it fo' sure
Be incredible to settle the score
Like a n____ shot you in the face, through the peephole in the door
From New York, down to Singapore
Keep you n____s jumpin' around, had the b____es beggin fo' more
Street n____s, yeah we speak for the poor
Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the store
Metaphor like nuclear war
I warned n____s if you try to bite, s___ I'll leave a crack in your jaw
Take the livest n____s out on a tour
Make a n____ black in the spot, make you wanna take off a door

[CHORUS:]
All my dogs who hustle everyday
All my dogs who hustle everyday now
Own a store laundrymat around the way
And own a store laundrymat around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH!
My n____s, all my n____s
Show Me What You Got for me, what you got for me
All my n____s what ya got for me
All my shorties who stay fresh everyday
All my shorties that stay fresh everyday
My get money b____es who still hang around the way
All my get money b____es that chill around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH! We gotta...
My b____es, all my b____es, c'mon
Tell me what you got for me
What you got for me, all my b____es what you got for me

Now, yo, we stay packin the toast
Could give a f___, bust at a ghost
And end up on the front of the post
n____s know that I be rockin the most
f___in Ethiopian b____es, living in the ivory coast
Let me drug y'all n____s up wit a dose
Make you act just like you suppose'
Watch a n____ playin me close
Nowadays type of dough that we gross
I celebrate and throw me a roast
And get an old face for a host
We get it hype even when we be calm
n____s know my word is my bond
When we come you know we the bomb
Hypnotic s___, get you r_____ed
Shoulda known it was a bad move
f___in around and gettin me started
Still whippin in the back of the truck
So what, not givin a f___
In the streets, livin it up
So what happened to the last n____ bust
Could give a f___ whoever he was
Throw them n____s outta the clubs
Them n____s all, s___ turnin me off
Tie 'em up, makin 'em cough
Gag 'em in the throat wit a cloff
After that we go and wild for the night
Make 'em know the style for the night
Car low, pile for the night
You know we always give y'all n____s a blaze
Black it out and party for days
Let y'all n____s f___ with the strays
f___in dimes at the end of the days
Gettin money but it's too late
Got a n____ stuck in his ways