Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
  Just bounce around
  All my niggas in the place need to bounce around
  Just bounce around
  Make ya bounce around
  All my bitches in the place need to bounce around
  Make ya bounce around
  I'll make ya bounce around
  Shake yo titties and yo ass and bounce around
  Just bounce around
  Just bounce around
  C'mon
  
  Yeah nigga this shit here be the boss of me
  None of y'all niggas is ready run go see the pharmacy
  Prepare for the coming of another grand larceny
  Pardon me, you niggas ain't even a little hard to me
  Shit I spit'll slice you all up in yo main artery
  For the simple fact we didn't grow together, you ain't a part of me
  Makin niggas ride my long star singin the choruses
  Open orifices they gon' go cop another ofrtresses
  Meet a couple Delorises
  Travel when we on the low whippin them ford tauruses
  Ay yo-yo yo-yo YO
  Now I be Busta Ryhmes multimedia
  Latest edition added to the street encyclopedia
  (Meaning) keep your eyes on greedy niggas gettin greedier
  (Meaning) keep your eyes on meaty asses gettin meatier
  Worldwide publication bring tribulation
  To all whack niggas I smash yo' dedication
  My purpose is to purchase and really hurt this
  Bring alla my niggas amongst the wealthy merchants
  Gently we conquer the spot until its empty
  Present me and my niggas with arsenal aplenty
  Break fools, send you to school, follow the rules
  Violate my tools, lay you in your own blood pool
  But for now I drop jewels on the mentally strong
  With shit to say we don't allow niggas to say up in a song
  
  Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin ya bounce
  One two (two) ride around in large amounts
  One two (two) high offa half an ounce
  One two (two), one two (two)
  One two (two), hot shit makin ya bounce
  One two (two) ride around in large amounts
  One two (two) we high offa half an ounce
  One two (two), one two (two)
  
  Caliente, wearing Ferdio Valente
  Shorty whippin in a Mitsubishi Viamonte
  Smell the roses, overdoses, givin niggas they diagnosis
  I got the answer for niggas who need they prognosis
  Shit for alla y'all niggas to smell up in your noses
  Hocus pocus, introduce me to the hostess
  I was dyin'a stroke uh play strip poker
  In the limo as I directed the limo chauffer
  Told the nigga to spin over by the club copa
  Watchin shorty lay as she spread on the limo sofa
  She asked the chauffer to stop for a frappachino mocha
  Then she let me blaze it while I still had my gun in my holster
  Still bonin, word I love the way shorty moanin
  Zonin, word is born niggas is wide open
  Yo, have a little fun all in between time
  And now we focus on the money shit all in the meantime
  Word to mother- I work hard to keep microphonin
  And alert niggas to shit like when the devil started clonin
  What nigga? yeah, we bowlin and shit is rollin
  Little shitty-ass niggas should run and go clean ya colon
  Any human that be assumin I check my nigga ruben for the ice cuban
  Assist him in my Lincoln Ave. boomin
  Whats the issue? I come to get you
  May the force be with you
  Bang your head, rupture your brain tissue
  I unravel shit faster than sound travel
  Battle any amphibian or live mammal
  Don't fret from sunrise to sunset
  Make a nigga bounce quick and I ain't even grabbed my gun yet
  I ain't done yet before I go to my permanent home
  Make sure you put 'One Of The Illest' on my tombstone
  
  Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin ya bounce
  One two (two) ride around in large amounts
  One two (two) high offa half an ounce
  One two (two), one two (two)
  One two (two) hot shit makin ya bounce
  One two (two) ride around in large amounts
  One two (two) we high offa half an ounce
  One two (two), one two (two)
  One two (two), one two (two)
  One two (two), one two (two)
  One two (two), one two (two)
  One two (two)