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Yah, yah, yah... The Flip Mode is the Squad that controls your set Woo-hah, got you all in check We on some outer space shit like you watch Star Trek Woo-hah, got you all in check You better keep my music bangin' 'til it disconnect Woo-hah, got you all in check Architects gettin' money, let me cash my check Woo-hah, got you all in check I'm Busta Rhymes up in the place with the ODB Busta Rhymes you rhyme dirty, you rhyme after me The ODB was nominated for a Grammy Congratulations Bust, with your solo LP Putting scratches in my lyrics like my name was Kid Capri Blow up the spot regardless of your nationality And I'm the Dirty Dawg, can't fuck with me This, this, this NUH took Mariah on a fantasy Yo, I had a wet dream that I was bonin' Jody Wately Doin' what children ain't allowed to see But we about to blow up the spot momentarily Woo-hah, ran stupid all throughout the country And for youse to kill me? That wasn't meant to be I know it feel good, motherfuckers want the recipe And who's the vigilante, in the place to be The ODB, Busta Rhymes real quality My top priority is to be the voluntarily Nigga that rip your ass for free, ha-ha-ha Yah, yah, yah, yah... Oh baby I like it raw, get with me Baby it's pure ecstasy Yo every time I design a flow, you see in 3D Flawless victory, knock a nigga out, one, two, three The Flip Mode is the Squad that controls your set Woo-hah, got you all in check We on some outer space shit like you watch Star Trek Woo-hah, got you all in check You better keep my music bangin' 'til it disconnect Woo-hah, got you all in check Architects gettin' money, let me cash my check Woo-hah, got you all in check Dibby-dibby-dah, then I pass a lot Let me get more hot, represent the spot A mad Squad when it comes to the art of rapping I gotta keep your hands clapping When you look at me, the type of guy I be I'm a dirty dancer, making girlies panties move Let them fly so I can blast up the twat Girlies watch sayin', "God, stop getting me hot!" Yo, niggas talk shit, yo kill the yapping Word is bond baby, tell me how you look so smashing Now I got your head hurt, you need an aspirin Bashin' your head in the wall, time for some action If you want a small piece, well here's a fraction Of shit that will bust your head quick, peep the transaction Of how we keep motherfuckers constantly crashing They fly as whips, they get no shifts, now who's the champion? I bring the wicked flow, like the latest fashion Satisfaction baby, keep your camera flashing I was busting the sperm cells mixed with Old God Fungus mold, 'fore you should list slum gold Played for a wild Irish rose Fat ass nigga, slim bitch with no clothes In the backseat of a 'back '69 Oldsmoz Are your soles and toes in the windows? Oh my hoes Hey, believe me when I say so You're in need of a right crambone The Flip Mode is the Squad that controls your set Woo-hah, got you all in check We on some outer space shit like you watch Star Trek Woo-hah, got you all in check You better keep my music bangin' 'til it disconnect Woo-hah, 'cause I got you all in check Architects gettin' money, let us cash my check Woo-hah, got you all in check Yah, yah, yah, yah...
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