Busta Rhymes | Lyrics | We Put It Down for Y'all

Song Name: We Put It Down for Y'all
Artist Name: Busta Rhymes
Album: Anarchy
Songwriters: Kaseem Dean, Trevor Smith
Release Date: 2000.06.20
Label: Elektra Entertainment

Explicit version of "We Put It Down for Y'all" lyrics

LYRICS FOR "We Put It Down for Y'all"

S*** is about to get real serious
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad, Swizz Beatz check it out

Yo, it's like tic tac toe
God is back, make b****** say, "Hoe"
Blow s***, roast s*** 'n' down in Waco
Big foot raps nigga, let's make dough
Pull up to the lot, valet the Range Rove
Flier than a m***********, all day glow
In the club nigga, glow in the dark and lay low
Bang your head to this s*** while the beat plays slow
Junior varsity niggas while we play pro
Ringside seats, we all in the same row
Like a crew of b****** pull up in Dodge Durangos
And how we dazzle these b****** with how we change flows
We take your slot, how a b**** take half
And rock chains with pieces the size of spacecrafts
You know what I rep, that's Flipmode Squad
Wildin' like a thousand niggas up in the wreck yard

Callin' all live niggas
Booyah!
Callin' all live b******
Ooh ooh!
Yes, I hold a pound for y'all
Say what?
Busta Rhymes hold it down for y'all
Get money!
Callin' all live niggas
Booyah!
Callin' all live b******
Ooh ooh!
Yes, I hold a crown for y'all
Say what?
Flipmode put it down for y'all
Yea, yea!

Yea, yo, the empire strikes back
S*** is official, street niggas fight back
The way we set it off even the b****** might black
Raunchy as f***, even they like it like that
Busta Rhymes in this b****, you know, I got another batch
More hotter s*** nigga strike another match
Bang this s*** in your truck, nigga open up the hatch
And hold on your jewels before your s*** get snatched
Better lock your doors, slide across the latch
Before we figure out the next vic to catch
So much lyrics flowin' to throw in a teacup
More crack for y'all, we just reed up
Gutter like a piss test in a pee cup
Switch the bounce for the streets, had to change the speed up
Raw for the b****** who thick and beefed up
Strip a club, big t**** b****** double D cup
We all up in the truck, what the f***, we treed up
Pure coke for niggas, get skeed up
Let me bang somethin' hard on your head like Vince Carter
And charter jets for my niggas with automatic starters
Blow s*** regular like the UniBomber
Surprise attack you, niggas, like f*****' Pearl Harbor
Jailhouse raps, let it bang a little harder
While I rep for the fam, Busta Rhymes, the godfather

Callin all live niggas
Callin' all live niggas
Booyah!
Callin' all live b******
Ooh ooh!
Yes, I hold a pound for y'all
Say what?
Busta Rhymes hold it down for y'all
Get money!
Callin' all live niggas
Booyah!
Callin' all live b******
Ooh ooh!
Yes, I hold a crown for y'all
Say what?
Flipmode put it down for y'all
Yea, yea, yea!