Busta Rhymes and Angie Mar-ti-nez
Sippin' on mar-tinis
Check it out now, check it out now, see'mon, see'mon

[Chorus]
Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit, see'mon
Make you really want to do the nasty shit, see'mon
Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit
Every time we come through, me and my mans and shit

Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit
Angie, I love the way we form a plan and shit, see'mon
You know we got 'em lovin how we movin 'em crazy
How we put it down you love the way we doin it baby

Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she got the gat in the purse
Niggas need to rehearse (you)
Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart attack in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the nurse
Make you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat burst
Ask me, we floss fancy, me and Angie
Take shit beyond where niggas really can't see Flow freakin' yo' music together like we nasty
When you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass me
Do whatever we stack cheddar the smart way
Blaze tree's and speed down the Pulaski Parkway
In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin' all day
Checkin' the passenger seat, pettin' my baby sharpei (woof)
Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really harm me
I rep for my niggas, you rep for Puerto Rico mami!

Listen up, nigga get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, other than that
Everybody suspect, don't bother come test
Funk Flex blastin' with it, I'm masterin' it
Linda Carter of the rap game
With gold bangles on my wrists, latin' chicks on the map mayn
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Man the game plan's arran-gin
A house on the hills of the main-land, get on board
Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess sometimes I roll deep
Underestimating mine is to not know me
I, analyze, every situation
And I rise to any occasion
And I, stays in, do me mode then I'm
Runnin' the streets, in do me clothes with a
Sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers
In the Benz Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas