Mystikal - Whacha Want, Whacha Need Lyrics
Mystikal: ugh camera rollingShouldnt a did thatMe and busta rhymesBusta rhymes:busta rhymes and mystikal niggaHa ha ha ha hahahahaMystikal: ***** Im on a missionNot the one to be mixed up from this nigga and that niggaHundred percent, full blooded natural, rap whipperAss kicker, mad spliffer, back flipperThat much colder than the last niggaCome from my pops so yall aint *****ing with meI come to get down, its time to get downI think u chicken bust a capIm the one mixed with duggery and master p ugh!Mystikal and busta rhymesOhh shit the shocker and the guillitineDown, now put my gun on fireOne eight zero zero cant nobody flyLike the cotton off your bottem then its gotta be meLate at night, lights out, you in a perminent sleepAint many of these niggas coming harder than meFlip mode, no limit, who you thought it would be?Chorus: mystikal/busta rhymes(busta rhymes mimics mystikal)Wacha want nigga?Wacha need nigga?We gonna give it to yaUntill u bleed niggaNow where my live niggas?Where my live *****es?This for my live niggasThis for my live *****esNow wacha want nigga?Wacha need nigga?We gonna give it to youUntill u bleed niggaNow where my live niggas?Where my live *****es?This for my live niggasThis for my live *****esBusta rhymes:Contact we will bomb thatAll I know is they will make a niggaWe will omb back when we contactFor better or worseMake a niggas heart sweell up and burstYou know one of my niggas busting shots firstBust another shot off into the earthLeave a nigga stressedFeeling the pain of a women giving child birthSee now a days everywhere we go well carry yaEven when we swinging with *****es down at the mariotChickens that will bust back on you and the ferries thatWaiting for me to marry yaRide up in my chariotSorry but I aint having itThinking u can roll cause you wearing a little glamour and acting all irogant***** niggaBeet it like micheal and ***** up you cycleBlast you with my grandfathers rifleIm great to stifle*****Create a crises your paying the prisesWith the devil you was never richeousI think I might just, hit you now?You know u can fold here, niggas know it aint all therePrepare for warfare, niggas is everywhere***** with my niggas we are double thereFlip mode nigga youll find trouble hereTipsy and turning, crispy and burningHoping and learningYou yerning to take hold of a niggas burningReps for every grain of salt from every street cornerThe ones you wanted from brooklyn to the south of the borderNo limit and flip mode in this *****While mystikal and busta rhymes be straight busting your shitChorus 2Mystikal:I want another side of fries with my poppas chicken and bisquitTake the wall out, fall outIm not playing with these dumb *****esWhat you doing if your riches dont fit ya?Ball playing and swinging on a trackWe some big old niggasNot some dead old niggas***** you trying to do somethingIm gonna get on with yaIm scratchy!You cant matchIm known for getting nastyWith my ciggerette assOnce I get this *****er started you cant stopOww you done *****ed up nowMystikal and busta rhymes like dolomite and red foxThey frightened of the braids, running from the dread loxChorus 3
