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BUSTA RHYMES lyrics : "Live it Up"

Yeah
Pick up the pace now
C'mon

Yeah
This feel like that tight %#@!
That make you just go get the keys to your whip

And just bounce
Bounce bounce bounce
N'ah mean

Go stop at the little spot
Get you a little bag of the lye
And just bounce bounce


Yo
Now watch a ^!$$% tongue kiss the track like it was fried chicken

Spicy seasoning was finger licking
Everything looks grand and I feel so good today
Jewels jingling below my belly

You know we steady talk %#@! to them (*##$es when we be on the celly
Four wheelin' with a fifth of henny
See now we whippin' and we dippin' through traffic

Like we don't give a $#&@
^!$$%s follow how we bounce in the truck
Then we whylin and we thugging a little

Yo we ain't wylin' much
A little mellow from the spark of the dutch
Down shift, throw it in the fifth gear with my foot on the clutch

Speed balling, like we all in a rush
While we switch a couple of lanes
Flick my little hazard light on

Better pull over and get on the lawn
Yo, move the barricade, and let my ^!$$%s park on the block
Make a grand entry up in the spot

You know we only here to take all of the food out the pot
It's only right cause ^!$$%s know we be taking they slack


Now let's get high, and let's get drunk
You feel that bounce, then turn it up
You light your L, and blaze it up

Get in the game, and change it up
Come in the spot, and flame it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up

Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up


Yeah, so amazing, we blazing and changing the bounds
Grazing y'all ^!$$%s, with something aiming to taking you out
We never resort to any measure to keep you with me

Wylin' with a sinky rinky @#$%y ring on pinky
Follow the simple flow that'll cripple y'all ^!$$%s
Drop the %#@! that'll shake and just ripple y'all ^!$$%s

What, your boom scheme, get with the new thing
Hit you and get y'all ^!$$%s, all into the new swing
Ah, tally it up, rally it up

From the streets to the alley, from the Eastern Cali and up
I'm talking dope, all of my ^!$$%s, all of my (*##$es
Give you something that'll split you up

And leave you with stitches
Looking pathetic, I hit y'all ^!$$%s with the kinetic
Make you respect it, and beat you in the head till you get it

Take off my jacket, hope you can match it
When the DJ go scratch up the bounce
I hope you could catch it

So what

Now let's get high, and let's get drunk

You feel that bounce, then turn it up
You light your L, and blaze it up
Get in the game, and change it up

Come in the spot, and flame it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up

Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Now let's get high, and let's get drunk

You feel that bounce, then turn it up
You light your L, and blaze it up
Get in the game, and change it up
Come in the spot, and flame it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up

Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up
Let's get this dough, and live it up


Yeah, live it up now, yeah
You know when you got shorty in the passenger side of the whip
You bouncing from the club, step on the gas
And just bounce bounce bounce, yeah

Then shorty come with you to the nearest short stay
Get up on top of that and just
Bounce bounce bounce
That's what I'm talking about ^!$$%s, yeah
If you pushing down the Belt Parkway

The Grand Central, the Long Island Expressway
The Cross Island Expressway
Southern state, Northern state, Parkway
You know 95 South, Brooklyn Expressway, you know
However way y'all traveling
You just bounce bounce bounce

You N'ah mean
Blunts burning and all
Just keep the windows up though
Let the smoke stay in the muther$#&@ing ride, yeah
All my (*##$es in the passenger seat
Now just bounce bounce bounce, yeah

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