Strap Yourself Down Lyrics – Busta Rhymes
I got somethin’ real heavy to lay on you, man
Now that’s what I need
Can you dig it? (1, 2)
Can you dig it? (Uh)
Can you dig it? (1, 2)
Talk *** every time I talk
To the top-tibbity-tower ’cause I talk serious
Top floor, ***, with a top fleet
Feast over niggas with sharp teeth, full-time, get it
‘Cause I go and get wild ***, rah (Rah)
Water drop-drip, see how we slide?
Big broad titty they droop, seek the *** all in the coupe
Jealous niggas, you don’t want me to shoot (Drop it off)
Bong-bing, bi-dong-bong
Think you’re listening to the wrong song? (Bing-bong-pow)
Full-time niggas, eh? Who? How?
Bang niggas ’til they all go sing, what you gonna do now?
We don’t allow foes here now
Watch lil’ ***, we about to go sell it
Beat niggas down to the ground (Make ’em regret it)
And yell it it, we can never do wrong, I sell it
*** around (Mhm)
Wanna play a little game of death? Hold on
Take it up, take it up, cool cool?
I’ma kick you in your gut and be makin’ you wanna doo-doo
Take a man into Shangri-La
Shorty then became the big strangler
Black Maybach Dracula
Then everything I do is spectacular (Part 2)
God’s sake, strap yourselves down
Back, bro, bliggidy-blah, bliggidy-blah (Blah)
Blah (Rah), ***, you ***, gimme your broad (Broad)
***, gimme the keys to cities
Let me dig deep, feelin’ like Slick Ricky D’s and
It’s the god givin’ you raw (Raw)
*** got you smashin’ your truck, crashin’ your car (Car)
Aw ***, homie, you see? And, oh, you don’t say? (Don’t say)
I been killin’ this ***, homie, we don’t play (Don’t play)
Sinkin’ *** down, get on the floor (Floor)
Yeah, niggas dig how we dig it down to the core (Core)
Earned the right of passage, that’s why I’m givin’ you more (More)
Pure, ***, I’m the flyest you ever saw (Saw)
Bad bwoy givin’ you heat, see it in the street
And *** niggas up, lil’ ***, you think it’s sweet?
Confuse niggas, bug on the *** I do to a beat (Beat)
And bruise niggas, watch how I cruise niggas to sleep (Sleep)
Infuse niggas, watch how they knock it all in they Jeep (Jeep)
A few paparazzi won’t catch me on when I creep (Creep)
I move Kamikaze when paparazzi is deep (Deep)
Include kemosabes, you carbon copies is weak (Ayy)
While I give you a trick or treat (Treat)
You weak ***, I got you under my feet (Feet)
You sleep on a ***, that’s when you niggas are weak (Weak)
Everything you sow, that’s when niggas know *** is deep (And, and)
Break your back and split your spleen
Bunch of angry police officers when they step on the scene
They get even more angry when I be countin’ this cream
‘Til I got these niggas shoutin’, the way I’m out in the steam (Steam)