The Flip Mode is the Squad that controls your set Woo Hah!! Got you all in check
We on some outta space shit like you watch Star Trek Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check
You better keep my music bangin till it disconnect Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check
Architects gettin money let me cash my check Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check
Verse One: Busta Rhymes, Ol Dirty Bastard
Busta Rhymes up in the place with the Oh-Dee-Bee Busta Rhymes you rhyme (Dirty) Whaaaat? (You rhyme after me) The Oh-Dee-Bee was nominated for a Grammy Congratulations Bust with your solo Elllllll-Peeeh!!! Puttin scratches in my lyrics like my name was Kid Capri Blow up the spot, regardless of your nationality And I'm the Dirty Dawg can't fuck (nuhzza uhzza nizza UH!) with MEEEE??? Took Mariah on a Fantasy!! Yo I had a wet dream that I was bonin Jody Wately Doin wild shit a NUH ain't allowed to see But we about to blow up the spot momentarily Woo-Hah!! Ran stupid all throughout the country And for youse to kill me? That wasn't meants to be I know it feel good muthafuckaz want the recipe!! And whose the vigilante, in the place to be The Oh-Dee-Bee Busta Rhymes real quality! My top priority, is to be the, volunatarily Nigga, that rip your ass for free, ha-hah-hah, hah!
[ Woo Hah!! Got You All in Check (the Rashad Remix) lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ] Intro/Outro 1/2
Ohh baby I like it rawww, get with me! Baby it's frrrrrrreal ecstasy! Yo ev-ery-time I design a flow, you see in 3D Flawless victory Knock a nigguh out, one two three!
Chorus
Interlude: Ol Dirty Bastard
Dibby dabby dibbi dah, then I pass a lot Let me get more hot, represent the spot A mad Squad when it comes to the art of rappin I gotta KEEP your hands clappin When you look at me, the type of guy I be I'm a Dirty dancer, making girlies panties move Let them fly so I can blast up the twat Girlies watch sayin "God, stop getting me hot!"
Verse Two: Busta Rhymes, Ol Dirty Bastard
Niggaz talk shit, yo kill the yappin Word is bond baby, tell me how you look so smashin Now I got your head hurt, you need an aspirin Bashin your head in the wall, time for some action! If you want a small piece well here's a fraction Of shhh that will bust your head quick, peep the transaction Of how we keep motherfuckers constantly crashin They flyest whips, think no shifts, now whose the champion? I bring the wicked flow, like the latest fashion Satisfaction baby keep your camera flashin
I was busting the sperm cells mixed with Old Gold Fungus mold, 'fore-you-should-list.. slum gold Played for a wild Irish rose Fat ass nigga, slim bitch with no clothes In the backseat of a 'back sixty-nine Oldsmoz Are your soles and toes in the windows? Oh my hoes! Hey believe me when I say so You're in need ofarealnigC-Ka-Ka-Ka-Crambole