Lyrics Busta Rhymes – Freakshow

Hook:
All a nigga want is some fuckin’ lip service
All a nigga want is some fuckin’ lip service
Suck a nigga dick, hoe

Verse 1: Reek Da Villain
Okay, I’m ridin’ through your city blowin’ Diddy’s of that icky
Got that… (haha) King Tut collection, it be with me
See my chain all gold, and my thing all chrome
On the highway to that money, boy, your lanes all closed
I be ridin’ in that Ghost, plates say «Casper»
Blow a loud pack now my swag on NASA
Higher than the stars, spaces shuttle for a car
Lead pop, red hot, come from Mars with these bars
Pink Friday, I’m Nicki Minaj with these broads
I ain’t babysittin’ bitches but like Charles I’m in charge
Grave dig ’em out, 6 feet deep throat
With her tongue out like she’s Jordan flyin’ from the free throw
Bitch!

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Verse 2: Busta Rhymes
Sorry sloppy-second-nigga, coochie kinda gooshied up
That’s what happens after niggas done torn all the pussy up
Pussy in my face, want me taste your little cookie, what?

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Verse 3: J-Doe
I ain’t perfect but these bitches think otherwise
A side piece ain’t even lookin’ at no other guys
Came to the suite with two bags and she left with four
Two in her hands, and two under her eyes
We was up all night and I was goin’ in
Beat it up so long she wished she’d brought a friend
So she could take a break
I don’t even take these bitches on a dinner date
Might send a tweet, follow on Instagram
Next day she in my ride and she goin’ HAM
Damn, it’s crazy
Get ’em and get rid of ’em so fast it’s amazing

Hook