- Song Name: Woo-Ha!! Got You All in Check [LP Version-Instrumental]
- Artist Name: Busta Rhymes
- Album: Flipmode Remixes
- Songwriters: Galt Macdermot, Rashad Smith, Trevor Smith
- Release Date: 1999.09.28
- Label: Wea International
LYRICS FOR "Woo-Ha!! Got You All in Check [LP Version-Instrumental]"
Yah yah yah
Yah yah yah
Yah yah yah
Yah yah yah
When I step up in the place
Woo-ha
I got that head
Woo-ha
And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha
Throw your hands up in the air
Woo-ha
Busta Rhymez up in the place
Yes
I guarantee to give you what you need
One blood everybody like Junior Reid
Wake up every morning
Nationwide dark horse make the world stampede
Yo
Mad charged nigga now I must proceed
Yo
Peace to Baby Phife
Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed
Body blow bustin' your s***
Just feed off dynamic flows an' take heed
Need more information homeboy then just read
Ay-ya
Do the boggle dance
When I step up in the place
Woo-ha
I got that head
Woo-ha
And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha
Throw your hands up in the air
Woo-ha
How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes?
Top Gun shut down your firm like Tom Cruise
Please let me get down and blow a fuse
Actin' fool
Yo
Busta Rhymez always headlines the street news
Woo-ha
Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise
I know you really want to know who's comin' through
Leaving bloodstains and residues
Sorry homeboy
Gotta pay your dues
Whenever I travel the world I landcruise
If you choose to f*** around you get bruised
Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels
Get me through
When I step up in the place
Woo-ha
I got that head
Woo-ha
And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha
Throw your hands up in the air
Woo-ha
You now rockin' wit' the best
The boy scout is who I be
Flip Mode is the sqiddaud
Yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah
Yo
Eenie meenie miney mo
Throw that type of nigga right out my window
Blast your ass
Bo
Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo
Make you bounce around like this was calypso
Always shine 'cuz I got the high pro glow
You think that you can hide
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
Mad out with my dreads in my kango
Forget the Moet nigga
Yo
Come back with that s*** that might make you psycho
Maximum frequencies through your stereo
Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go
When I step up in the place
Woo-ha
I got that head
Woo-ha
And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha
Throw your hands up in the air
Woo-ha
Hah
Yo yo yay yo yay
Yo yo yay
Yay yo yay
Yay
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