Lyric : Busta Rhymes - World Go Round
Featuring Estelle
It’s been a long time, I shouldn’t have left you
But now I came back to step through
Think of how many weak dudes you hurtled
Time ups, sorry I met you
Listen to them, you see I’m back with a gem
And you know that I always keep it hot to the end
And again and again, that’s how we
make the world go round, roud
Go round, round
Go round, round
Go round, round
Just feel my presence, better than ever
Back with a vengeance
Hey slide on, baby just ride on
I’ll give you everything, people rely on, my n*gga
The heat that meat get fried on
Stilla drop shit that murder the club
Call it the killa
Stand up with my back on the wall
And let her throw her ass, that’s what a thug do
Put it down, rep how we rep
N*ggas know we ball
If you ain’t know, we bought up the club too
Baby girl get it, let’s swing it right back to the crib
And I hit it, she loves the way I split it
See when I come they love how I’m moving
And they worship the kid, and how I’m really doing it
Shit, make baby girl moist
I’m stepping in the club, valet the Rolls Royce
We’ll be talking, bottle popping
Disco rocking, hardcore party
I feel like money and cashmere
These things make the world go round, round
Go round, round
Go round, round
Go round, round
Now what the hell are you looking for?
Watch how a n*gga bring the ceiling to the floor
See the way I do and get a little raw now
Break something
See the way we kicking in the door now
When I come see your friends in the Porsche now
Do what I say, women to the floor now
More’s what I’m coming to get
World tour now, n*gga charter the jet
Got women sweating, and they ready and they willing
I step to the telly, while I steady do the diddy bop
Itchy with it, shorty getting really hot
Witty with it, the way I’m quick to make the city stop
Wild all night, mami know the routine
Style so right and I’m creating a new scene
Bang shit that’ll make mami come and put it on you
While I give it to you
Cause you know I’m back to do for you
We’ll be talking, bottle popping
Disco rocking, hardcore party
I feel like money and cashmere
These things make the world go round, round
Go round, round
Go round, round
Go round, round
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