Busta Rhymes: Take it off

Take off your shoesMake you dance in your socksFor blocksNigga be dippin a million.What, hot!Better pause and take a look.There's a whole lot of whores.Run up in a storm.Bitch a try to take you for yours for sure.Word up yo!And just get what you can.Catch it, so just play it on a recordAnd take it off until you ass naked.Word to mother.Shorty stack like a horse.Pushin a force.Lookin to floss.Diana Ross.Flow better.One of the biggest seller.Tell me what ever.Wether a nigga stack mozzarellaI'm a get ya.I ain't comin with ya.Hit ya,with another scriptureThat will really split ya.Make sure the fact you wack.And we don't need none of that.Keepin it movin.Now tell me, where my nigga's is at?Yo, from here to Brook.Nigga's is shook, look.I make you sing the hawkShake your ass.Wiggle your foot.I make you[CHORUS:]TAKE IT OFF.Shit so hot we make you.TAKE IT OFF.Give me what you got nigga.TAKE IT OFF.And we hit the right spot baby.TAKE IT OFF.And everybody if you with me justTAKE IT OFF.Shit so hot we make youTAKE IT OFF.Give me what you got niggaTAKE IT OFF.And when I hit the right spot babyTAKE IT OFFAnd if you with me everybody justTAKE IT OFF.Wiggle and bounce baby.More to the ounce babyThat's what I be about baby.Give me a shout baby.All up in your body.Whipping the mazoratiThrough the cityWith one of my hottie.I'm on my way to the party.Meet with my nigga MartyAnd little and Colie Scotti.Sippin Baccardi.'Till you know we whylin up everybody.Whip about to cause.All in the jamNigga's whylin out at the bar.(OHH)We keep it movin(OHH)Every time yo. (ooh)Shit that make your DJSpin it back 4 times yo.Let it rain and let it drizzlesHeat in the club be makin you sizzleAll of the bitches right in the middle.(WORD UP)I make yall nigga's smooth.Making you sweat.Making you get busy.Got yall nigga's loosin your breath.So I started working this way.Pass the sting rays.See me Kunat Kintai.Check the way me ringai.Hey Mister DJHit with a replayCheck itHey why you all in my face.Give me some leeway.Got you doin' what we say.Other nigga's racinAnd whylin all on a freewayRushin to get in a clubAnd get all up in the placeGet inside and see FLIPMODE in your face(ooh)Now let me take you nigga's straight to the point.Now get the party.Radio be still bangin my joint.Turn it up a little while I make you.[CHORUS]