Rah Digga - Imperial (Feat. Busta Rhymes) Lyrics
Chorus: Rah DiggaFlipmode the ImperialYou know you love it when you hear us on the radioGo cop the joint and play the shit up in your stereoor in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the discoAnd if you want the fly shit, my nigga here we goYou know it's Digga lookin pretty in the videoWith Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me thoughJust when you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'Blow!(Rah Digga)It be's the little mama, lip gloss and eyelinerThe only shit poppin like White Castle or the DonnaRah Digga make the joints that the DJs blastGhetto diva in the Source with the 3 page adWatch as the hood rat messiah climb swiftlyLabels scarred to death to let their artist bomb with meCause you can send your thuggest MC and watch me son 'emThe ruggedest *****, don't even rhyme about gunninGot joints circulating like them old karate flicksBuncha Rah Digga shirts on some big body chicksThrow my shit in your hoopty or your luxury trucksAnd make the quickest turn around like 'dro for 20 bucksAnd I'll still be the greatest if this rap shit fail meBack to jackin bootleg flicks from out the deliLivin off the interestSippin on Tequila with my logo on the side of *****in 18 wheelersChorus(Busta Rhymes)Ay yo yo yoRaze and dazzle niggas like ya'llSpread niggas like you and dismantle niggas like y'allI got the thing that'll majorly handle niggas like y'allFight y'all, bust a semi and cancel niggas like y'allI know some joke niggas who love to hassle niggas like y'allTalk, and fix and simply dance on niggas like y'allTrample niggas like y'allMake examples outta niggas like y'allGrit
