For the Nasty - Busta Rhymes, Q Tip

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

Close the door, akh, let a nigga rock

Cause we 'bout to eat real shit, not shit slop (Right)

Nigga can’t say shit about this hip-hop (Right)

Cause I build dudes lanes while at pit stop (Right)

Built they styles and they names, Frankenstein Rock (Right)

It’s a high stake game, dudes are playing it (Oh)

I be questioning a lot of y’all who made it in (I know that’s right)

Just move with the joint that we chartering (Uh-huh)

Make you disappear quick, like you’re part of wind

Then laugh, ah-ha ha, and laugh again (Uh-huh)

Shorty, move a lil bit, I’m looking at your friend (Uh-huh)

Let’s get an ass shake for the beat, girl

Get a lil eye wink, throw a tongue twirl (That's right)

We gotta him locked smashed in, tied down (Yeah)

We on your block, turned hot spots to ghost towns (Right)

A-yo, I’m tired of these niggas, Bus-a-Bus, now

Say it to 'em

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)

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

Ugh!

Pardon me, ugh!

Gimme room again

It’s time to raise the level of the boom again

NOW WHO’S THAT?!

Bus-a-bus-a-bus Rhyme

(Ah-RAAAAAAAWR!!!) See, I ain’t do that in a long time!

Spitting shit, make the streets do more crime

Cop some cribs, cop a little more shine (I know that’s right)

Alright, yea, shh shh, mm, uh, I pity y’all

The way I bang niggas, and how I shit on y’all

And spit the slang bigger, make your label quit on y’all

And do my thang, bitch, from here to Senegal

We getting a lot of money, me and my friend, Kamaal

I take your money too, I ain’t a friend of y’all

With so much class, my shit will kill ya, blood

Zhe-zhe-zhe-zhe, zhe-zhe—when I don’t wanna rap

And still I will smash and make the bitches make it clap

As soon as I’m finished with her, homie, I’ll give her back

Say it to 'em

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)

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

When the beat bang, and you’re 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 breakbeat, I’ma catch a groove

Or like a old hip-hop joint, you Nice and Smooth, come on, girl

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)

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