Tekst :

Take you (higher)
Hit you (higher)
Make you (higher)
Hit you (higher)
Take you (higher)

I don t know what to make of this
Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous
I guess I really gotta do it
Put my game down
?????? fucking blew it
Put my name down
And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong
Figured out a lot, you won t be that way long
Plus, you niggas is bush leaguers
And I bet y all ain t get no bush either
My hood dogs sing songs of rejection and pain
If we get sunshine, it s followed up by rain
Like to lay your jig down and get a blessing of brains
My man ???? so he stressing your chain
We see the morrow through the shades of it might not come
Got to get it all now cause we might be done
Matrix, nigga (nigga...), you looking at the one
Fortified with a bonafide blastin of a gun
We in the space for positionin
Money and illiciting
Living out our lives while certain cats just lookin in
We bewildered off the sacks and the green
Whether the bay, L.A., or Chicago or Queens
You better raise your game
They comin at you high
You better raise your game
Don t ask no questions why, nigga
Then speak figuratively, I mean this shit
And speak literally, you in some shit

(Higher) take you
(Higher) hit you
(Higher) make you
(Higher) hit you
(Higher)

I dominate flows
I dominate shows
And, in the nightime our dominance grows
And, you could see from the posture I m holding
Yo, I m ???? up while the rest is folding
A hip hop cat who s flown world wide and
Experience, adventures like poseidon
Bunk heads with r and b chicks
Give em one hit joints and they lookin for the remix
The shit that I spit like plain clothes days
Surprised you legit make your whole team freeze
I m so irregular
Ear on the cellular
Let s celebrate cause your man is a hell of a
Fillin the blank with a good thing to fill in
We hold it still cause we walkin with still (chance, chains???)
Blindsided up in your own reality
While we in the heat of the moment, fuck morality
I really wanna see you rise to my joint ma (ma)
I m lookin straight don t see your eyes get my point ma (ma)
However you do it, I m doing you back
Yo, don t misconstrue it, cause I m screwing it back
Yo, rappers better count my presence as they down time
I gotta move around, don t have no fuck around time
So, you better just get on back
just (incoherent scats) abst act

Aiyo, (higher) take you
(Higher) hit you
(Higher) make you
(Higher) hit you
(Higher.........)

Uh, uh...higher......we gettin higher
Yeah.....higher......

Yo, one more time
I don t know what to make of this
Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous
I guess I really gotta do it
Put my game down
???? fuckin blew it
Put my name down
And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong
Makin out a lot, you won t be that way long
Yeah yeah, plus, y all niggas is bush leaguers
And I bet y all ain t gettin no bush either
And I bet y all ain t gettin no a-hoop either
(Ad libs)

Tekst :

Q Tip Talking:
Lets talk about these things we see
Walking across the land
Lets talk about these joints I got
Every body get down
Lets talk about these things we see
Lets talk about these joints I got

Chorus:
Lets talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take
And the jobs we hold
And the land we stole
And a buck or two
And the love for you
And the things you do (5X)

I puff L s with ladies and gentlemen
I break spells with faith in a burst of wind
Others talk but.what they talk about?
Who could walk but live what they walkabout
A calm head in the middle of wartime
People go down just so they could get more shine
Girls wave your flag and surrender your faculty
Niggaz got geez but its not really mack to me
Keep it soft like we killers and often gat
You walking on me guaranteed you be crawling back
Abstract see it like this is the king in you
Allies living one more if I m fuckin too
Dogs don t eat it up increase they feedin time
I ll be damned if a mutt starts eating mine
Let s stay clubbed out the moon makes it whistle
Pants gripped your ass now I hope they don t fall apart
Look around you tell me who else is shining girl
Fat rapping cats on my dick they just whining girl
That s just the magnetism that a Queens fella has
Range rover gism and he fronting with his Lexus ass
But watch imma drop to a bronco
See me in your Bentley nigga just honk yo!
And just know that your man to can get that
And just though that I don t really wet that
And just know that this nigga here flips tracks
Ooh what, whose ya, pain and slip dat
The illest regiment is what I represent
Get us mad you gonna see the way gorillas went
Mactime I need a diamond at least a friend
I fear Allah he has no start and he has no end
We raise the roof up and tear the fuck up off
Bucking hard like the coast guard, who s soft?

Repeat chorus (3X)

Tekst :

[Q-Tip Intro/Chorus]
I be that nigga that I think y all know
With Mr. Busta Rhymes (A-yo, I m in the studio)

[Busta Rhymes]
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know

[Q-Tip]
Close the door, ight, let a nigga rock
Cause we bout to eat real shit, not shit slop
Nigga can t say shit about this hip-hop
Cause I build dudes lanes while at pit stop
Built they styles and they names, Frankenstein, right
It s a high state game, dudes are playing it
I be questioning alot of y all who made it in
Just move with the joint that we chartering
Make you disappear quick, like you re part of wind
Then laugh, ah-ha ha, and laugh again
Shorty, move a lil bit, I m looking at your friend
Let s get in there and shake for the beat, girl
Do a lil eye wink, throw a tongue twirl
Gotta hit lock smashed in, tied down
We on your block, turned hot spots to ghost towns
A-yo, I m tired of these niggaz, Bus-a-Bus, now
Say it to em

[Chorus - Q-Tip]
This is just, for the nasty
A-yo, this is just for the sassy
A-yo, this is just for the classy
A-yo, this is just for the what? (Tell em now)

[Busta Rhymes]
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know

[Busta Rhymes]
Pardon me, now, gimme room again
It s time to raise the level of the boom again
NOW WHO S THAT?! Bus-a-bus-a-bus rhyme
(RAAAAAAA!!!) See, I ain t do that in a long time!
Spitting shit, make piece, do more crime
Hot songs, cribs, have a little more to shine
Alright, yea, shh shh, mm, uh, I pity y all
The way I bang niggaz, and how I shit on y all
Spit the slang bigger, make your label quit on y all
And do my thang, bitch, from here to Senegal
We getting alot of money, me and my friend, Kamal
I take your money too, I ain t afraid of y all
With so much class, my shit will kill ya
When I don t wanna rap
And still I ma smash and make the bitches Make It Clap
As soon as I m finished with her, homey, I ll give her back
Say it to em

[Chorus - Q-Tip]
This is just, for the nasty
A-yo, this is just for the sassy
A-yo, this is just for the classy
A-yo, this is just for the what? (Tell em now)

[Busta Rhymes]
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know

[Q-Tip]
When the beat bang, and you re up in the club
When you listen and you feel a thud
When you hear my voice, understand the love
When the DJ spins it back, it s a friendly rub
But, when I m behind, I cannot be kind
With your waistline, and the way you move
Like a old great beat, I ma catch a groove
Or like a old hip-hop joint, you Nice & Smooth (Come on, girl)

[Chorus - Q-Tip]
This is just, for the nasty
A-yo, this is just for the sassy
A-yo, this is just for the classy
A-yo, this is just for the what? (Tell em now)

[Busta Rhymes]
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know
Girl MOOOOOVE!
Show me what y all know

If you need some transportation
From a world of tribulation
Tell me your destination
I ll be...I ll be your ride
If you re out of inspiration
All you feel is desperation
Consider this an invitation
I ll be

Chorus:

Za szybcy się wściekli

Co by tu rzec można się wściec tyle już hec o tym ten rec
Co by tu rzec można się wściec tyle już hec pora na rec
Wiedz spec że już dawno irytuje mnie ta niepoprawność
Gadką jawną gładko przeciwstawność
Rzeźbie weź mnie wysłuchaj otrzeźwiej

Hand to mouth

I recognize the symptoms, but I don t know the cure
your feelings are so useless, banging your head on the wall
well I ll improve your station, if I get half a chance
no overnight sensation, matters to you right now
yeah it s all too unreal, you know the way I feel
when...

This could take all night

Put your car keys down, you d better stick around
You re the only one to get this done
Close and lock the door, drop down to the floor
Forget the phone until you see the sun
Baby it s all right
Because you know...

Kiss you all over

When I get home babe, I m gonna light your fire
All day I ve been thinking about you babe
You re my one desire
Gonna wrap my arms around you
Hold you close to me
Oh babe I wanna taste your lips
I wanna fill your fantasy
I don...