Theres Only One Lyrics by Busta Rhymes

Theres Only One Lyrics

    ft. Mary J. Blige

    [Busta Rhymes]
    Roll wit a nigga, put on some roller skates [laughs]
    yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    Come on!
    Hot shit! More more more more more more!
    We gon continue to give it to you muhfuckas like this
    Put ya fuckin roller skates on!
    Yeah, hennessy niggas
    Yeah, more weed niggas
    I know it feel good come on, talk to ya beat (Huh)

    Thug niggas, yo we here to straight recruit y'all
    New millini niggas yo we here to straight salute y'all
    (Shoot y'all) Wack niggas we here to mute y'all
    And drop shit to make all you niggas just get the boot y'all, baby
    Wiggle ya shit one time (come on)
    Fuck you and your whole entire click combined (come on)
    ...Whatever the cost now, floss now
    Show you niggas who be the boss now
    All across the board wild they be bouncin my obstacle course now
    Sparkle with a gloss pushin a force now
    Now I get my wine and dine on, slide on
    A dick of a nigga who bust in you to get his shine on
    See some real live chicks sippin them mistics
    They buggin on how they let a nigga up in 'em this quick
    Don't get it twisted or we'll bring the most reliable (what!)
    We bringin that shit that be so undeniable

    [Chorus: Mary]
    Y'all wanna know who we with
    Busta Rhymes and there's only one
    You know my man is always rockin shit
    We keep it street cause that's where we're from
    You comin out to do your thing
    Underground heat to the club we bring
    And you know that we got this
    And you know that we got this

    [Busta]
    (Hugh) Brand new, all the way down the line
    From the new bounce the new money down to the newest shine
    Wit the new blue nine though I had to bust it a few times
    Watch these funny niggas and analyze all the true signs
    In due time we will accumulate, illuminate
    My click will fuck up the money you allowin your crew to make
    Yeah, and while we step up in the hot spot
    And fuck with these bitches until somebody start to bust shots
    Niggas duck for a second make sure they ain't the ones got
    To start the party against me (Ho) and yell blood clot!
    Everything be goin on from chicks blowin kisses
    Straight wildin out while these niggas surround these freak bitches
    Once somebody else started bustin they heat vicious
    I started holdin my toast, defendin all my street riches
    Up in the club champagne up in the ice bucket
    Now these niggas is wildin and throwin they drinks (Fuck it!)

    [Chorus]

    [Mary]
    Now don't get mad, cause what you had
    Too bad it didn't last
    And now we're back on this Busta track
    And now the games on smash

    [Busta]
    Yeah, all my live niggas get yours
    Floss heavy, all my bitches bounce on the floor
    Check it, squads deep with niggas everybody on
    Make the livest motherfuckers wanna bounce to my song
    Check it, my niggas organize, analyze the teamwork
    And how a bad shorty rockin that Rah Digga T-shirt
    And keep it goin while you tag along, swing along
    And see my niggas that be reppin while you sing along

    [Chorus - repeat 2X]

    [Busta and Mary ad lib]

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