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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Morray
Morray
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trevor Smith
Trevor Smith
Songwriter
Morae Ruffin
Morae Ruffin
Songwriter
Adrian Montes
Adrian Montes
Songwriter
Kenneth Gamble
Kenneth Gamble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Khozee
Khozee
Producer
Stan Greene
Stan Greene
Mixing Engineer
Treyonce Moore
Treyonce Moore
Recording Engineer
Delanie Leyden
Delanie Leyden
Recording Engineer
Master Plan
Master Plan
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah Real smooth like Real smooth like Real smooth like I'm just feelin' good, I'm just feeling great I been through some shit, but it got handled like a man Had to learn some lessons, had to come up with a plan Takin' off in coach, but first class is how I land Look at how I land I'm the greatest, no one can debate it Brushin' off haters who mad that I made it Niggas got mad 'cause they cannot create it They take off and don't ever land In the mirror, I see nobody like me I was broke and now everything pricey Only one that was more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Now let it show what mami do That was more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Now let her see the way we do It's more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Yeah, I'ma give you a second Somebody please go and call up the reverend How we fuck shit up, we need you to bless him Everything legend Ballin' like Lamelo Nigga proud as fuck because he comin' out the ghetto Dog off the leash, now I run the whole peno Hella war stories, push a nigga out in then go Spider-Man shoot a nigga down, Uncle Ben, no Married to the game, throwin' rice in Quabec, ho Fuck you if you hatin', yeah, I'm tryin' to offend you You don't fuck with me, don't lie, over gentle You lil' bitches Ballin' like a nigga on the court Now my fuckin' contract lookin' like I play sports And my pockets never empty, cup full, over poured Never skip a fuckin' beat, just tell my nigga press record I'm the king of my castle, and I'm also runnin' yours I be runnin' through the bitches when a nigga feelin' bored Have 'em cleanin' up the nine, make that shit one that they chose Thats enough of my fuckin' day, Busta, tell me how was yours? I'm just feelin' good, I'm just feeling great I been through some shit, but it got handled like a man Had to learn some lessons, had to come up with a plan Takin' off in coach, but first class is how I land Look at how I land I'm the greatest, no one can debate it Brushin' off haters who mad that I made it Niggas got mad 'cause they cannot create it They take off and don't ever land In the mirror, I see nobody like me I was broke and now everything pricey Only one that was more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Now let it show what mami do That was more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Now let her see the way we do It's more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Yeah, I'ma give you a second Somebody please go and call up the reverend How we fuck shit up, we need you to bless him Everything legend Bitch, I got the feelin' (uh-huh) Every time I rise, they try to block me at the ceiling (uh-huh) I'm the reason that they add a floor up in the building (uh-huh) Security ain't realize that I own the motherfucker, tryna block the way I get it (shit) Pass a glass of DeLeon 100 million dollars in these bags, how I'ma get it home? Every single dollar, gotta count it 'fore a nigga gone Lucky, see we open 'bout that money, and that be the norm Now listen to this song You know we ready (whoo) Flashin' every car and crib and jewelry 'cause we petty (ha) Splashin' every bottle of the Rose with confetti (ha) Celebratin' life when we be in this motherfucker and we champion ready Y'all already know the rap Think he steppin' big but niggas know who got the biggest step Niggas always wanna try to pull up with a dumbass cap (Pull up with a throne) to celebrate, y'all niggas know the rest I'm just feelin' good, I'm just feeling great I been through some shit, but it got handled like a man Had to learn some lessons, had to come up with a plan Takin' off in coach, but first class is how I land Look at how I land I'm the greatest, no one can debate it Brushin' off haters who mad that I made it Niggas got mad 'cause they cannot create it They take off and don't ever land In the mirror, I see nobody like me I was broke and now everything pricey Only one that was more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Now let it show what mami do That was more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Now let her see the way we do It's more than a pipin' Now that I'm poppin', yeah Yeah, I'ma give you a second Somebody please go and call up the reverend How we fuck shit up, we need you to bless him Everything legend
Writer(s): Leon Huff, Kenneth Gamble, Trevor George Jr. Smith, Morae Ruffin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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