Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See

Ahh yeah.. Flipmode..<br> Here we come..<br> Bout to bust and explode..<br><br>Flipmode.. Busta Bus.. (huh, what?)<br>Nine-seven (c`mon, what?)<br>Hot shit (hah hah)<br>Check it out<br><br>[Verse One: Busta Rhymes]<br>Hit you with no delayin so what you sayin yo? (uh)<br>Silly with my nine milli, what the deally yo? (what?)<br>When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo<br>Wild up in the club like we wild in the stud-io (uh)<br>You don`t wanna VIOLATE nigga really and truly yo (uh)<br>My main thug nigga named Julio he moody yo (what?)<br>Type of nigga that`ll slap you with the tool-io (blaow!)<br>Bitch nigga scared to death, act fruity yo (uh)<br>Fuck that! Look at shorty, she a little cutie yo (yeah)<br>The way she shake it make me wanna get all in the booty yo (whoo!)<br>Top miss, just hit the bangin bitches in videos (huh?)<br>Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows (damn)<br>Hit you with the shit make you feel it all in your toes (yeah)<br>Hot shit got all you niggaz in wet clothes (take it off)<br>Stylin my metaphors when I formulate my flows (uh)<br>If you don`t know you fuckin with lyrical player pros, like that<br><br>[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]<br>Do you really wanna party with me?<br>Let me see just what you got for me<br>Put all your hands where my eyes can see<br>Straight buckwhylin in the place to be<br>If you really wanna party with me<br>Let me see just what you got for me<br>Put all your hands where my eyes can see<br>Straight buckwhylin in the place to be<br><br>[Verse Two: Busta Rhymes]<br>If you really wanna party with me.. In God We Trust (what?)<br>Yo it`s a must that you heard of us yo we murderous (uh!)<br>A lot of niggaz is wonderin and they curious (what?)<br>How me and my niggaz do it, it`s so mysterious (that`s true)<br>Furious, all of my niggaz is serious (huh!)<br>Shook niggaz be walkin around fearin us (what?)<br>Front nigga, like you don`t wanna be hearin us (no!)<br>Gotta listen to hot radio yo be playin us (ahh)<br>Thirty time a day shit`ll make you delirious (what?)<br>Damaging everything all up in your areas<br>Yo it`s funny how all the chickens be always servin us<br>All up in between they ass where they wanna carry us (what!)<br>Hitcha good then I hit em off with the alias (what?)<br>Various, chickens they wanna marry us (hah)<br>Yo it`s Flipmode my nigga you know we bout to bust! (uh!)<br>Seven figure money the label preparin us<br>Bite the dust, instead of you, makin a fuss (what?)<br>Niggaz know better cause there ain`t no comparin us (nope)<br>Mad at us, niggaz is never, we fabulous (yup!)<br>Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous (hah!)<br>Ho-shit, my whole click victorious (yup!)<br>Takin no prisoners niggaz is straight up warriors (what?)<br>While you feelin that I know you be feelin so glorious (uh)<br>Then I blitz and reminisce on my nigga Notorious<br><br>Like that, like that-tha-that-that<br>That that that, tha-that-that-that<br>Like that..<br><br>Chorus: *overlaps Busta chant*<br><br>If you really wanna party with me..