(Intro / Spliff Star):

Hah...

Rah Digga...

Spliff Star...

Flipmode...

In ya face nigga...

You wanna battle nigga...



(Spliff Star):

Yo, Yo, Yo! 

It's my time to shine and I'm a shine bright

Sodomize the mic 

Get the crowd hype 

Make 'em want to fight

You see the rhymes I construct 

The flows I conduct 

It fucked up the party like somebody got bucked 

Nigga word!

I lays it down flat like a door mat 

Get head in every state wherever I toured at

Spliff ah spliff 

Duh-ty nigga what the undisputed

Counting traps 

Taking trip out the cacilac

Smokin' quan-quan 

Doggie style chicks in the Montreaon

Cracking many bar 

Fuck it 

Nigga grab an Averon

Me Spliff, be the fucking tailor of my fashion

Fuck what niggas think

Watch a nigga turn platinum



(Chorus / Busta Rhymes):

Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Ya niggas wanna battle

Eh, what ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha



Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Ya niggas wanna battle

Just what ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha



Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Ya niggas wanna battle 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Eh what Ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha



(Rah Digga):

Digga, Digga 

First name Rahshea

Sweetest person had no idea

Just like that honey flipped three times

With nickles and dime staking rhymes by the eon

Situation around the way with my women

Looking spiffy wit the vendi type linen

Totin' herbals 

We got papers like staples

Marla Marples 

Didn't think I could take you

Confrontation now niggas wanna run up

Trying to flex muscle on a bitch tring to come up 

Rhymes hotter than concrete statues in Eygpt

Roll they ass out like they parapilegic

Boy! I got shit for the brain

You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname

I shatter an ego quick 

I be that chick

The wrong niggas gonna be round to see that shit



(Chorus / Busta Rhymes):

Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Ya niggas wanna battle

Eh, what ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha



Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Ya niggas wanna battle

Eh, what ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha



Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Ya niggas wanna battle 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Eh, what Ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha





(Baby Sham):

Get the royal blue nab and swing my way 

On some real party shit if you hold your way 

I can hold mine 

You wanna battle blow some lines

Rocks gleam on the top of my wrist 

You want this

Be the same dude that hop on the pubic splits 

You can't hold this 

You jealous cause ya shorty want this

Dig her back out in front of my crib 

Her man staked out

On the rare the cloud sh...shut your mouth

What you chap 'bout, the same shit 

Been on for chris

The style got you twist up 

Walk wit face ice grilled up

Some cat pulled up in a black surburb

Let me move first so I can park my shit on the curb

Ya moves slow get bashed in from Q.B. to Aspen

I'm short for reason 

You spoke and should have passed that

Don't ask my age cause the world made me like that

Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine cock back



(Chorus / Busta Rhymes):

Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Ya niggas wanna battle

Eh, what ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha



Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Ya niggas wanna battle

Let's, what ya'll wannna do 

Na cha cha cha cha cha



Ya'll niggas wanna get down 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Ya niggas wanna battle 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Eh, what Ya'll wannna do 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha

Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha



(Outro / Busta Rhymes):

Yeah...

Rah Digga... 

Sliff Star...

Baby Sham... 

Flipmode Squad nigga...

Fuck is the deal...

'98 shit...

'99 shit...

2000 shit...

2001 shit...

2002 shit...

Eternal shit motherfucker...

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