What's Happenin' (feat. Busta Rhymes) - Method Man

Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah C'mon Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh Oh Ah Yeah, Busta Rhymes, Janet Jackson Here we go One time Baby, just tell me just how you feel We livin' it and just givin' it to you for real Baby, c'mon Every time, we crossin' the borderline We givin' it to you, makin' you feel fine Turn the heat up Better believe we gonna shine Make your body wind Baby, the pleasure is all mine To my people regulatin' the dance floor Better step to your business, handle yours, how we do it Makin' ou people just wanna bounce and get busy because You know that we always will hit you off, what you say You wonderin' why you feelin' the force And don't you worry 'cause you'll be ready to floss More heat 'cause I always will put you on And blow the spot to the very second I'm gone Get your groove on Now that you tired, I hope your body recoupin' Because we keeping you movin' that What we doin' and you know we're gonna Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet (Make your body wet) Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yeah (Make your body just scream out yeah, yeah) Gonna make, gonna make you think them naughty things (Make you think them naughty things) Of me on you (All me on you) And you on me What's it gonna be?! (What's it gonna be?!) Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet (Make your body wet, c'mon) Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yeah (Make your body scream yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body cream (Make your body cream) Make you have wet dreams (Make you have wet dreams) What, what, what, what's it gonna be?! All my people singing and waving your hands high Hot shit, burnin' and makin' your ass fry Baby, c'mon, give you the shit that'll make you quiver While I deliver the shit that'll hit you right in your liver Always sound scannin', we never leave you hangin' I'm always doin' my thing and my music always be bangin' So check it, you know we always be movin' the crowd Type of feelin' that make you wanna go play it loud What up? When---we---come---and hit you Best believe we really gonna get you No matter whatever you wanna flaunt We be rippin' it baby, so what you want Here we go Pintin' a picture, we keep it hot in the winter Now big up my people, you know I'm always with you Flip Mode We blowin' and takin' over the planet Full blast, hittin' with Busta Rhymes and Janet And you know we're gonna We gonna make your body real wet (Wet) We gonna make your body say yeah (Yeah) I wanna know where my real dogs is at I wanna know where my live women is at We gonna make your body real wet (Wet) We gonna make your body say yeah (Yeah) Everybody wave your hands real high And let me see you put 'em up in the sky C'mon, makin' my niggaz just say "ho" Word up, and makin' you women just say "ah" Baby, c'mon, bringin' it to you in many ways We makin' and takin' you people right through another phase C'mon, we rockin' it, baby, that's how we droppin' it, baby There ain't no stoppin' it, baby, I know we drivin' you crazy And then we hit with the greatest of all time No matter what you do, baby, we gonna shine And you know we're gonna Busta Rhymes, Janet Jackson Flip Mode, baby, what (Yeah, yeah) What it's gonna be What it's gonna be What it's gonna be What it's gonna be What, what, what, what, what, what (Yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Close the door...

We the only ones with work in the middle of the drought Then them niggaz 'round the corner, come and see what we about But we don't know they face so we don't want them by the house But Skipper started bustin' when he saw them pullin' out We did them niggaz dirty for fuckin' up our vibe We packed up all our shit and moved it to the other side He visited our spot, this girl was on my dick She said, "I love you, Juvenile but you know you the shit" I grabbed on my glock, it's where the fools hang out I'm only tryin' to hustle another change route But they ain't gettin' nothin' if I ain't on beam I'ma leave them niggaz sufferin' to find they own things Workin' with plenty for talkin' 'bout hoes I don't give them a penny, they comin' out they clothes Grabbin' on my jimmy to see if nigga swole Have to get it right with this big 'ol totem pole Yes, I'm thuggin', yes, I'm clubbin' I ain't trippin' on you look, bitch, I'm buzzin' Hoes and niggaz, I'm not lovin' Fuck what you gettin' if I ain't got nothin' What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin'? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? We pull up in front the club and my rims was lookin' nice The sub woofers bumpin', I need it in my life We had a couple of fellas, was stuntin' with they eyes We jump out of the Lexus and got they mind right See, I ain't gotta rep 'cause they know I got chains You can catch me in that dro, boy that money green thang Get a fish and shrimp po', boy, and go sit on St. James I'm a playa like my ole boy that's where I get game Hoes start passin' 'cause they want me to see 'em Ain't givin' no action if they want some per diem And I keep a soldier rag from the am to the pm My heater in my lap lookin' great up in the B-M I know them niggaz watchin' 'cause they know that I'm buck But they can catch a hot one for fuckin' with a thug Nothin' was poppin' so we went in the club All the hoes started jockin' 'cause they knew who we was Yes, I'm thuggin', yes, I'm clubbin' I ain't trippin' on you look, bitch, I'm buzzin' Hoes and niggaz, I'm not lovin' Fuck what you gettin' if I ain't got nothin' What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin'? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? The owner wasn't trippin', he let a nigga in and The place was jumpin' and the hoes was grinnin' Not at us though, it was at the other women Some was butterscotch, some yellow like lemon Had a couple of foul ones, chicken and pigeons Some was kinda fine but them bitches didn't listen Told them meet us outside and hoes got missin' Put it in reverse and went back for more women Everybody's rollin' and you can really see it Look at how they scopin' for somebody to be with I ain't on shit and I've been G'in since the 80's Ain't about goin' somewhere, probably then "Beat It" You already knowin' the way that I'm rockin' If you ain't goin' then ain't nothin' poppin' Now I'm about to leave 'cause these niggaz eavesdroppin' I got my heater on me now an I don't have to cock it Yes, I'm thuggin', yes, I'm clubbin' I ain't trippin' on you look, bitch, I'm buzzin' Hoes and niggaz, I'm not lovin' Fuck what you gettin' if I ain't got nothin' What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin'? What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin' with that?

Bussa Bus' One seven Rap God Notorious My warriors Be glorious Twenty-eight, Twenty two, now stories up So keep my dick up out your mouth don't be twisting the story up I'm from Chiraq but caught my first body up in Peoria Hit you with no delaying So what you saying ho All my lyrics is groundbreaking that Super Saiyan flow Yeah my .40 cal bang more That pops off of Wayans bros Wet up shit like the rain though This what we trained for I am off of the chain hoe Call me the Django Rap god or the dang GOAT both in the same boat On these tracks I'm Usian Bolt Nothing has came close This is what I get payed for Dropping grenades hoe Just bought broski a Draco I give him the say-so Black mask like he Space Ghost Try me like Dej Loaf I ain't gotta call my hittas up I'll come and get rid of you Smiling looking sinister Pull up in somethin' tinted up Body you and then I lay low like Forest Whitaker Then go up lift my brothers and sisters like I'm the minister I ain't perfect with my kids if I ain't working I encourage higher learning I'm teaching through fire verses Till the day we lie in hearses I'm fighting the lying serpent Ride and lurking Hit you pussies make sure you don't die a virgin Johnny Torture Tire burning I'm fancy like writing cursive Rap God I'm way to real to have someone come write my verses Dangerous You know this ain't a game to us My bang will bust These bullets hit your brains and guts Get changed to dust Ain't no one else to blame but us You strange to us Fu niggas cannot hang with us You lame to us These other rappers plain to us My labels tough Like KD back with James and Russ Word to my mother I'm Eating like supper time I come from trouble times I knew the sun would shine Im hot like summertime Dreaded like Busta Rhymes My girl so fucking fine Mo' cake than Duncan Hines They said Hip-Hop was dead But i came just in time My bars hold hella weight Bitch I'm just pumping iron This is serious These fuck niggas on my dick and they fear me cause I made them bleed like a bitch on her period Banana clips for you monkeys if you curious This is that part of chess I got you all in check They thought I wouldn't make it I made them all regret I ball so fucking hard The ref might call a tech Might hit the mall and flex My sons and my daughter fresh I'll never sell my soul Bitch i won't fall for that You can't get me to change You got to call collect Nike just like me my nigga I am a walking check I'm more than blessed and more calculated than architects I'm who they call the best Flew from a falling nest If I feel y'all a threat We outside of y'all address You don' f'd up all black we dressed up Put a clip up to his head give that boy a fresh cut Driving dirty with no Ls i was living reckless Swerving serving pounds just to get my check up Had 20 on my wrist 20 on my necklace Balled every time you see me just like Uncle Fester I ran into the law man that shit was messed up Never fold under pressure mother fuck them questions Your niggas harmless; mine dangerous like Coolio Don't get nailed with this hammer I stay with the tooly, yo I be strapped at every show even strapped at the studio Just know that when you see these clips you ain't watching no movie though No I don't give a fuck who he run with or who he know I bet I leave them in the past give it to them like Rubio Aw shit he catching bullets like Julio I got green in my pants you just hating like Rufio For acting funny like Chris Rock I'll smoke them like pookie, hoe I got powers like a monster and I'm saucing I'm groovy, hoe And I've been rocking Bandannas since Weezy and Juve hoe Yeah my belt and shoes Louis my glasses is Gucci though When you hustling watch for rats man the shit can get spooky though You got to get it then get out I learned that from the movie Blow SQUAD!

Sheesh (uh) Tings Tings, do it again Uh Tings Tings, do it again Shining like I was a bright light Money on Mayweather fight night (tings) Global six thousand my whole flight (tings, do it again, uh) Why you have me acting psycho? Do not make me fuck your wife, bro (tings) You read what I said, fuck a typo (tings, do it again, uh, sheesh) They ringin' the siren now, we going up, nigga Yeah (tings) Fuck up the place 'til they fight, bruh (tings, do it again) I can do this shit all night, yo (uh) Come again, we gotta do it, lyrics combined with the nice flow (tings) Look how we got niggas hype though (tings, do it again) Neptunes and Bust Rhymes excite those (uh) Y'all saw the pictures on the 'Gram, right, nigga? Explosive like nitro (tings) Got niggas back in the right zone (tings, do it again, uh) I see couple chicks that I might bone Cop me more whips and more nice homes (tings) We can talk if you call on the right phone (tings, do it again, sheesh, uh) Light this bitch up like a flashlight (tings) Do the same shit we did last night (tings, do it again, uh, sheesh) Spliff Star, where's the ad-lib? (Tings) Celebrate big like the bag big (tings, do it again, uh) Watch how I hold down the damn fort Travel so much, need new passports (tings) Dropkick your ass, kiss the asphalt (tings, do it again, uh) Bust legal shots in this bitch now, nigga (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) Mayday (tings) Better have all my bread when it's payday (tings, do it again) Bugatti parked at the raceway (uh, sheesh) Sound the alarm again for 'em, we up, nigga (tings) Bitch, we be sicker than Bellevue (tings) Eat everything off the menu (uh) Now you know we back to rile shit up I've been only tryna tell you (tings) Who was holding this coke I'ma sell to (tings, let's do it again, uh, sheesh) Light this bitch up like a flashlight (tings) Do the same shit we did last night (tings, do it again, uh, sheesh) Spliff Star, where's the ad-lib? Celebrate big like the bag big (tings, tings, do it again) Uh (sheesh) Tings, tings (do it again) Uh (sheesh) Tings, tings (do it again) Uh Tings, tings (do it again) Uh Tings, tings (do it-) Uh (sheesh) Tings, tings

All I want to be is a shovely bubbly gobbly gook A seagull stole him from his slow mama's hands Aboard the boat, the Sweet Louisa And dropped him in the meadowlands Where wild hyenas taught him how to hunt old elephants So he spent his formative years eating out badunkadunk Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) He traveled across the sea in the belly of a Japanese businessman On a pleasure ship to France And he don't know why she loves him And he don't know why the sun sets but Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Bang pow pow pow ah And her father hated him with the passion of a dying Chinaman He said, "Get him out of here or I'm going to bite off his face" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "Get the fuck out of my house" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "This is my house, my house" Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman)

You wish you were stronger You'd learn to love to be alone You're always running into the arms of disaster You wish you were smarter You'd sink your hopes with a stone You're always running into the arms of desire If I could change it all I would But I can't Heal the hurt that weighs you down But I can't Make some sense out of this world But I can't We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Despite all the distance No matter the tension Like cats entwined in heat Maybe I waited far too long Maybe I waded far too deep Maybe I waited far too long Waiting for the nights to right the I wish I was crueler I'd slash the throat of my god 'Cause I'm always running into the arms of disaster I wish I was colder I'd shiv myself in the yard 'Cause I'm always running into the arms of desire If I could change it all I would But I can't Heal the hurt that keeps us bound But I can't Make some sense out of this crazy world But I can't We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Despite all the distance No matter the tension Like cats entwined in heat We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Maybe I waited far too long Maybe I waded far too deep Maybe I waited far too long Waiting for the night to right the If I could change it all I would

We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) Kiss di cross and touch di sky (Christian dip, revival dip) All bad mind ting must stop, we a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) We a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) A wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi Rebuke dem (Alright) Rebuke dem (Weh yuh seh) Dem nuh like we and we nuh like dem (Alright) Rebuke dem (Alright) Rebuke dem (Everybody) Dem nuh like we and we nuh like dem Trample dem (Alright) Trample dem (Trample dem) We nuh care if a devil send dem (Weh yuh seh?) Trample dem (Alright) Trample dem We nuh care if a devil send dem Everybody God time (God time) God time Mi waan see everybody hold di God line God time, God time, If yuh a Satan please don't join (Don't join) Praise di Lord (Praise di Lord) Praise di Lord (Praise di lord) Praise di man although time hard (Praise di lord) Praise di Lord, praise di Lord Nuh Devil worship a caan come inna we heart We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) Kiss di cross and touch di sky (Christian dip, revival dip) All bad mind ting must stop, we a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) We a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) A wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi Any weapon shall rise against we shall fall Brimstone fire weh mi put ova yuh wall Fadda God tell mi fi preach it like Paul Slew Eden like Goliath and Saul (Mi caan believe) Smallas mek mi tree fall (Rain or fall) And ansa God call Mek a joyful night to di Lord And to di Lord mek a joyful noise Heard dat well inna secret place Of di most high shall forever live or dem a die Passion of the Christ dat mek mi start cry (Inna Sean) Weh mi see a Peter denied Judah betray di most high Dats why mi nuh beg fren and frenship mi nuh buy Nuff a dem a miss di well until it run dry Keep it jiggy mi a look to di sky, scubaay We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) Kiss di cross and touch di sky (Christian dip, revival dip) All bad mind ting must stop, we a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) We a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) A wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind Yuh too bad mind, we bun bad mind (Alright, alright, Christian dip) Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind Yuh too bad mind, yeah yuh too bad mind (Christian dip, Christian dip, Christian dip, Christian dip) Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind Yuh too bad mind, so we bun bad mind (Shankle dip, shankle dip, shankle dip, shankle dip) Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind (Inna di spirit, inna di spirit, hallelujah) We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay