Busta Rhymes: Live it up

YeahPick up the pace nowC'monYeahThis feel like that tight shitThat make you just go get the keys to your whipAnd just bounceBounce bounce bounceN'ah meanGo stop at the little spotGet you a little bag of the lyeAnd just bounce bounceYoNow watch a nigga tongue kiss the track like it was fried chickenSpicy seasoning was finger lickingEverything looks grand and I feel so good todayJewels jingling below my bellyYou know we steady talk shit to them bitches when we be on the cellyFour wheelin' with a fifth of hennySee now we whippin' and we dippin' through trafficLike we don't give a fuckNiggas follow how we bounce in the truckThen we whylin and we thugging a littleYo we ain't wylin' muchA little mellow from the spark of the dutchDown shift, throw it in the fifth gear with my foot on the clutchSpeed balling, like we all in a rushWhile we switch a couple of lanesFlick my little hazard light onBetter pull over and get on the lawnYo, move the barricade, and let my niggas park on the blockMake a grand entry up in the spotYou know we only here to take all of the food out the potIt's only right cause niggas know we be taking they slackNow let's get high, and let's get drunkYou feel that bounce, then turn it upYou light your L, and blaze it upGet in the game, and change it upCome in the spot, and flame it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upYeah, so amazing, we blazing and changing the boundsGrazing y'all niggas, with something aiming to taking you outWe never resort to any measure to keep you with meWylin' with a sinky rinky dinky ring on pinkyFollow the simple flow that'll cripple y'all niggasDrop the shit that'll shake and just ripple y'all niggasWhat, your boom scheme, get with the new thingHit you and get y'all niggas, all into the new swingAh, tally it up, rally it upFrom the streets to the alley, from the Eastern Cali and upI'm talking dope, all of my niggas, all of my bitchesGive you something that'll split you upAnd leave you with stitchesLooking pathetic, I hit y'all niggas with the kineticMake you respect it, and beat you in the head till you get itTake off my jacket, hope you can match itWhen the DJ go scratch up the bounceI hope you could catch itSo whatNow let's get high, and let's get drunkYou feel that bounce, then turn it upYou light your L, and blaze it upGet in the game, and change it upCome in the spot, and flame it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upNow let's get high, and let's get drunkYou feel that bounce, then turn it upYou light your L, and blaze it upGet in the game, and change it upCome in the spot, and flame it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upLet's get this dough, and live it upYeah, live it up now, yeahYou know when you got shorty in the passenger side of the whipYou bouncing from the club, step on the gasAnd just bounce bounce bounce, yeahThen shorty come with you to the nearest short stayGet up on top of that and justBounce bounce bounceThat's what I'm talking about niggas, yeahIf you pushing down the Belt ParkwayThe Grand Central, the Long Island ExpresswayThe Cross Island ExpresswaySouthern state, Northern state, ParkwayYou know 95 South, Brooklyn Expressway, you knowHowever way y'all travelignYou just bounce bounce bounceYou N'ah meanBlunts burning and allJust keep the windows up thoughLet the smoke stay in the mutherfucking ride, yeahAll my bitches in the passenger seatNow just bounce bounce bounce, yeah