Letras:
Busta Rhymes Do My Thang

party people it's me let me do my thing Let me do my thing let me do my thing Baby doll follow me baby Let me do my thing just check me out now Open

What do you think Do you think he gon do something Don't let the money fool you Don't let the money do you Cause it ain't really about nothin' (nothin

I got 'cause we rhyme Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you So either

: {Busta Rhymes} Ah ah Ah ah Ah, ah.. c'mon Ah, ah, ah uh uh-uh Uhhh, ahhh Yeah, Busta Rhymes Janet Jackson, here we go, one time! Baby just tell me

Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo Swizzy I told these niggaz I was comin back to bust they ass!!! Ok! Remix! Part Two! [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] See now you who the

two and two shit Raw silk, cuz YOU DO IT TO MY MUSIC *Funk Doctor Spock* lock the hypest individual, to put criminal in diapers With my nigga E and Cypress

that you're bigger, and past I'll whip your ass, just a classical rhyme from Daz Yo, I bust through the hood, I bust through the farm My nigga D-O-G,

want it But damn that man I come thru and do my Grand Theft thang My cran-ap tan cap slant back thang My hustle game up plus my flow that ugly Just call

in hop hip profits from slopin Go get it my precious go getter business is cold weather sped up Whether it upsets me though I figured cold cheddar would know better than bust