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Correct Don't Touch Me (Throw Da Water On 'Em) (Remix) Lyrics
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Busta Rhymes
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Correct Don't Touch Me (Throw Da Water On 'Em) (Remix)
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This is a national security alert (Remix, remix, remix) Ground Music, Flipmode, Aftermath, here we go (Remix, remix, remix) Real talk word to mother, it be the gutter, brother Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up and come around 'Cause the way our shit will be cloggin' up the toilet You probably should call the plumber You niggas get dumb and dumber Thinkin' you can come around And test me like these other niggas Well, pick a number, I'm sayin' you should never ever think That you better nigga, get it together and body your shit Since mommy named me Trevor Stellar The way I give a hell of a performance and get a reaction I attract all the people to come together Whether niggas realize or not, oppose a letter Just let a fella think what it wouldn't make him remember That when I'm in the buildin', it's cool for you to rest in Remember, I'm too hot to touch kid Curious, my fire burnin', niggas, serious I gift wrapped the flame and give it to niggas Here it is, see through mu'fucker, we'll never be equal I'll banish and make 'em vanish and do it for the people I be the baddest see when I see, when I spit I become the maddest And kill 'em until the blood seek through Front if you want but you know who the top biller Bounce while I'm killin' the strut and walk with a bop killa So don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) Don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) It's gettin' hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) Here we go Are double E, K, D, A, Villian I'll pull a grip out of this waist and splatter ya face When the cali' blow, you'll get a face shot like a cameo Rob the man and leave his ass naked like he D'Angelo Bet, I'll let a pistol dismiss you if it's a issue Of a tissue that money'll get you clapped quick (Come on) Turn a wimp past whittle to a gym class hero When my ar13'll make 'em back flip (Come on) I'm a bk felon, I'll run you down with a weapon My goonies get looney anytime that I tell 'em Dead 'em, I walk around with stacks in my denim With fast foreign cars with the gator skin in 'em Now I got pretty women all around the world If I been in your city probably pound your girl Had her stretched out swimmin' in the pool with her breast out Send her back home set to fire the s** out So don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) Don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) It's gettin' hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) Here we go Motherfucker, it's Flip-mode, when I come up in the club Throwin' up a dub, liftin' up a snuff Flipmode be stars, you know who the fuck we are Used to be fish scales, now we fuck with caviar Eatin' on supreme shit at the round table On some cream shit, like I grew up in Queens Bridge I talk reckless, the whole world know My style is C4 and I'm about to blow So don't get close, we'll touch ya ribs And come bust lil' brother with the stick-up kids Like, "Shh, take off the watch" "Shh, take off the watch, shh, take off the watch" They said game in the club with a big ass clock Like boom guess who stepped in the room Lax comin' through, jfk real soon So don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) Don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) It's gettin' hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) Here we go Chirp on the check like Michael Jeffrey Even the referee said I need an espy Award just applaud, I'm a boar with a broad I go hard and my leather so soft and I cough And the board of health say the boy need help I am so hot the am just melt All aboard all aboard black card no fraud I'm an extension cord, I'm a lightning rod I'm a lion roar, I'm a dinosaur I'm a sinus minus the nose, I'm a cold I'm raw than a temperature rose to five And two O's that's five hundred degrees for those who know My fire's higher than a liar, we don't burn rubber, we burn tires We riders we ciders, we live in The Carter Wayne is a flame that could live in the water Okay, now let's get it straight either you bait Or the mate either eay you on my plate gettin' ate After grace if you taste like base, snares and tenors be my dinner I'm hotter in the winter, burn like sinners, turn like spinners I swear I'll put ya in the urn by your picture Pa we ain't playin' Weezy, baby, be the man Hotter than the Peter Pan, till wet here I am So don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) Don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) It's gettin' hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) Here we go Man, listen, I spot a square dude from a distance Through the tenant Maybach curtain in partition Nip and Tuck niggas, I could never fuck with 'em Or pass the blunt with 'em, let the guns hit 'em Bring fire, frizzy hair for perspire You ain't a rider, partner, I'm a crippler Crutch give a hospitalizer, hottest whip driver Heap on my hip, the biggest life or death decider I ain't a rapper or an activist, I'm badder I used to run from a cracker named Lieutenant Casper No black leather jackets or black horasis My old days, like I said from a Vogue page And none of y'all c*** what I cop Forget your excuse if the music ain't hot Where the Range? Where the drops? Y'all never got hoes See you on the club, wrist never on froze So don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) Don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) It's gettin' hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) Here we go Busta, bus pick me up in the Coupe to come bubble through This is routine kid it ain't nothin' new You bring trouble to me the untouchable Make me have to bring in the troops like George W I'll scorch you somethin' awful when I fell through Of course the raw to be when you could put a broad to Better bring with you, your fire extinguisher Listen, I love static and I'm ready to cling to ya (Okay) Kid I made it from magazine pages to big stages How I made this through all the different ages Thinkin' you do it like this is outrageous Yeah, I'm sick with it but it's not contagious You're hottest thing to me, not a thing Every night my crib is like the Bada Bing So make sure that you youngin's got it right Kane's, who's the fuckin' rock stars party like (You heard) So don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) Don't touch me, nigga (You might burn yourself) It's gettin' hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) We got 'em hot in this, bitch (So throw the water on 'em) Here we go
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