Laulunsanoja:
Busta Rhymes Cha Cha Cha

told her she could keep it And then I walked out the store, it's our secret But peep it made it down the hall, she came running Bags about to bust, blouse

lady Bay-beh, bay-beh, bay-bee Ha! I make it happen, ladi de, ladi da When I was a boy I said "Oh" but now I'm a man saying "Ah" Cha cha cha, who

my pillow I know girl this gonna get serious like Thriller You gon' feel that monster get bigger And I ain't got no rhyme for the next part I ain't got no rhyme

't even understand it Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim Shady Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim motherfuckin' Shady Won't you busa rhyme for

you, who swing like you We block shots in the ring lightning Rock hot rocks kill, get the cream still Blasphemous mind, ill steal rhyme skill Nas couldn't rhyme

bring it liver It's P.E., still beatin the beast In this game of latecomers, fake friends and flakes And grown men actin like teenagers, we raisin the stakes What'cha

, niggaz envious Too many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuous When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha, we ain't mad at cha

, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior M.A

in so my rhyme, can now begin Forget the hit an' all the shit that you used to get with Because it's not legit, I rewrote the script, I flip the ship I bust