Busta Rhymes Pass The Courvoisier (Feat. P. Diddy) lyrics

Oh, yeah, I like this, ladies an' gentlemen
The time you all been waitin' for
This is a Bad Boy-Flipmode collaboration
Come on

Shake ya ass, watch yourself
I'm the man an' no one else
Rrah, rrah Like a dungeon dragon
Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin'

I said, I'm sick with the flow, stick a dick in ya hoe
Make them shut down the club, we threw a brick at da door
Shit, I'm the number man, hot like Summer Jam
Slick like Fonzarelli an' Rich like Cunningham

I stretch them like rubber bands, I make 'em say
Oh shit, the bitch got up an' left with another man
Say what? What is you talkin' 'bout?
There's nothin' to talk about, you just a walk about

I light a long L an' just blowin' the smoke about
See, we serious wit it, they ain't nothin' to joke about
An' while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce
Shake ya shit, tuck in ya ass an' poke it out, come on

Give me the Henny, you could give me the Crissy
You could pass me the Remi but the pass the Courvoisier
Give me the ass, you could give me the dough
You could give me 'dro but pass the Courvoisier

Give me some money, you could give me some cars
But you could give me the bitch, make sure you pass the Courvoisier
Give me some shit, you could give me the cribs
You could give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier

We got these hoes lovin' it, they gettin' familiar, man
They screamin' out my government, Sean John
I like them in twins like doublement, Don Juan
We be bangin' all types of chicks from here to Hong Kong

The best dressed bitches actin' all cute to my shit
An' get the wylin' out, they actin' like a boot to my shit
Sorta go a distance from yours, we holdin' Jewish money now
Down to the credit card different from yours

It's the law for me to get in ya drawers
I run the city of cars, they call me Mr. Diddy, the boss
You know me, the only G to willy a Porsche
We get dough in all land the size of Philly of course

Can't imagine the price that my jewelry really would cost
We go to clubs with a briefcase an' a half milli to floss
Fuck around an' you can really get tossed
Ken Griffey flow, call me Alaska 'cause I be the king of the frost
What you could do is

Give me the Henny, you could give me the Crissy
You could pass me the Remi but the pass the Courvoisier
Give me the ass, you could give me the dough
You could give me 'dro but pass the Courvoisier


Give me some money, you could give me some cars
But you could give me the bitch, make sure you pass the Courvoisier
Give me some shit, you could give me the cribs
You could give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier

Five thousand boomin' watts
I got a thousand karats all over my watch
Travel lightly, flow back easy
Back with the Bus a Bus an' the P Diddy

We stay livin' at the top of the charts
The shit we be spittin' be state of the art
We rockin' ya block shit, wylin' like rock shit
Strapped with the gun an' the street corner hot shit

Now we sittin' in the drop top pretty
Knock, knock who is he? Bus a Bus
I put it down an' this I get busy
Full control of the city, if you ain't know
By the way, the name is Puff

Yo, it ain't my fault ya dame corrupt
We went form Henny to Remi to Moe to Belve to the game is us
We gettin' money, motherfucker an' the game we trust
Every time we put it down, reppin' the name is a must
Flipmode

Give me the Henny, you could give me the Crissy
You could pass me the Remi but the pass the Courvoisier
Give me the ass, you could give me the dough
You could give me 'dro but pass the Courvoisier

Give me some money, you could give me some cars
But you could give me the bitch, make sure you pass the Courvoisier
Give me some shit, you could give me the cribs
You could give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier

Give me the Henny, you could give me the Crissy
You could pass me the Remi but the pass the Courvoisier
Give me the ass, you could give me the dough
You could give me 'dro but pass the Courvoisier

Give me some money, you could give me some cars
But you could give me the bitch, make sure you pass the Courvoisier
Give me some shit, you could give me the cribs
You could give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, just pass the Courvoisier
Yeah, pass me that Louie, that motherfuckin'
That, that, that iron groove
Nineteen vintage motherfuckin' medieval
Ow, bitch, yeah, just pass the Courvoisier

That, that shit make, that dark shit just make me
Make me wanna fuck, straight up, I just need to know
Dis nigga Diddy dick hard as a