Busta Rhymes
Live it Up
[Intro]
Yeah, pick up the pace now, c'mon
Yeah
This feel like that tight shit
That make you just go get the keys to your whip
And just bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
N'ah mean?
Go stop at the lil' spot, get you a little bag of the lye
And just bounce, bounce

[Verse 1]
Yo, now watch a n***a tongue kiss the track like it was fried chicken
Spicy seasonin' was finger lickin'
Everything looks grand and I feel so good today
Jewels jinglin' below my belly
You know we steady talk shit to them bitches when we be on the celly
Four wheelin' with a fifth of Henny
See now we whippin' and we dippin' through traffic
Like we don't give a fuck
N***as follow how we bounce in the truck
Then we whylin' and we thuggin' a little
Yo, we ain't whylin' much
A little mellow from the spark of the dutch
Downshift, throw it in the fifth gear with my foot on the clutch
Speedballin', like we all in a rush
While we switch a couple of lanes
Flick my little hazard light on
Better pull over and get on the lawn
Yo, move the barricade, and let my n***as park on the block
Make a grand entry up in the spot
You know we only here to take all of the food out the pot
It's only right 'cause n***as know how we be takin' they slot
[Chorus]
Now let's get high (Get high)
And let's get drunk (Get drunk)
You feel that bounce (That bounce)
Then turn it up (Turn it up now)
You light your L (Huh)
And blaze it up (Blaze it up now)
Get in the game, and change it up (Change it up now)
Come in the spot, and flame it up (Flame it up now)
Let's get this dough (Hah), and live it up (Live it up now)
Let's get this dough (Yeah), and live it up (Live it up now)
Let's get this dough (Yeah), and live it up (Live it up now)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, so amazin', we blazin' and changin' the bounds
Grazin' y'all n***as, with somethin' aimin' to takin' you out
We never resort to any measure to keep you with me
Wylin' with a sinky rinky dinky ring on my pinky
Follow the simple flow that'll cripple y'all n***as
Drop the shit that'll shake and just ripple y'all n***as
What, your boom scheme, get with the new thing
Hit you and get y'all n***as, all into the new swing
Hah, tally it up, rally it up
From the streets to the alley, from the Eastern Cali and up
I'm talkin' dope, all of my n***as, all of my bitches
Give you somethin' that'll split you up and leave you with stitches
Lookin' pathetic, I hit y'all n***as with the kinetic
Make you respect it, and beat you in the head 'til you get it
Take off my jacket, hope you can match it
When the DJ go scratch up the bounce I hope you could catch it, so what?
[Chorus]
Now let's get high (Get high)
And let's get drunk (Get drunk now)
You feel that bounce (That bounce)
Then turn it up (Turn it up now)
You light your L and blaze it up (Huh, blaze it up now)
Get in the game, and change it up (Change it up now)
Come in the spot, and flame it up (Uh, flame it up now)
Let's get this dough (Hah), and live it up (Live it up now)
Let's get this dough (Yeah), and live it up (Live it up now)
Let's get this dough (Yeah), and live it up (Live it up now)
Let's get this dough (Yeah), and live it up (Yeah, live it up now)
Now let's get high, and let's get drunk (Hah, get drunk now)
You feel that bounce (That bounce)
Then turn it up (Turn it up now)
You light your L, and blaze it up (Hah, blaze it up now)
Get in the game, and change it up (Yeah, change it up now)
Come in the spot (Hah), and flame it up (Flame it up now)
Let's get this dough (Yeah), and live it up (Live it up now)
Let's get this dough (Hah), and live it up (Yeah, live it up now)
Let's get this dough (Yeah), and live it up (Hah, live it up now)
Let's get this dough, and live it up (Yeah, live it up now)
Let's get this dough, and live it up (Yeah, live it up now!)
Let's get this dough, and live it up (Yeah, live it up now!)

[Outro]
Yeah
You know when you got shorty in the passenger seat of the whip
You bouncin' from the club, step on the gas
And just bounce, bounce, bounce, y-yeah
Then shorty come with you to the nearest short stay
Get up on top of that and just bounce, bounce, bounce
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, n***as
Yeah
If you pushin' down the Belt Parkway
The Grand Central, the Long Island Expressway
The Cross Island Expressway
Southern state, Northern state, Parkway
You know, 95 South, Brooklyn Expressway, you know
However way y'all travellin'
You just bounce, bounce, bounce
Hehe, you n'ah mean? Hehe
Blunts burnin' and all
Just keep the windows up though, hehe
Let the smoke stay in the motherfuckin' ride, yeah
All my bitches in the passenger seat
Now just bounce, bounce, bounce, yeah