Translation: Harrison, George. Straight Up Nigga.
busta rhymes intro ayo somebody tell steven speilberg & george lucas thank you for directing this movie (hahahaha) (hashemeke hayla ha-its the remix!)
are players, to run DMC who kept rap alive When rap was about to take a dive You know what I'm sayin'? You are the kings of rock Peace out y'all are players (Players, players) Straight
we gon' be right You know, y'knaw I mean? But one thing you always Gotta remember is how we started It's both of us, we'll be straight dogg We met each
? Short Dogg back in the house beeyatch And it don't stop to the beat Ain't no thang but a chicken wing We gonna do it like this one more time Straight
for a hundred dollar bill You know the math, let's make a deal On the one dollar bill if you look on the front You find the face of George Washington
I said, ?Bitch, I?m on my way? I give it to you, homeboy, play by play She had on polka dots with a miniskirt Jumped in the car, straight went to work
s supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk, she's older than George
lie, lie Lie, lie, lie Lie, lie, lie I never meant to hurt you, I don't know why You come with your lawyers and your alibi How can you look me straight
the system Its all day, all play got verbs and such And cuts and crew, no blue eyes To emulate, some straight but yea we straight up Funkay Ease back
it right That's why you see we gotta thank God, y'all For niggas like Ice Cube 'Cause they'll tell the record straight Yo, my man's a prophet too, yo
cousin on TV" Now, we gettin' it an' we gon' make it An' they gon' hate it, an' I'm his favorite I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider But when we get
all pretty ass Libras My Tommy dick'll blow y'all ass to pieces I love fuckin with y'all I got the George Jeff walk Look how I dance, favorful robes,
killing my ? I hope you built the coffin I got virgin learns please excuse the coughin Think I?m bout to blow, they call me George ? boston Respect is
yen scorn Born, break up Zulu dawn Whether Big Apple, N.Y. straight to Californ' or Miami Beach, swing bassed up the hoochie If you sample George Clint
Tryin' to post bond on this oversized bail Hopin' my vest don't give as the bullets come in hail How dare ya'all point the finger at me 'Cuz I'm a straight
, don't lose this all fast I'ma have to fly my flag at half mass You go girl, you make me wanna holler Take George off and put your boobs on the dollar
's supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk, she's older than George
