Angie Martinez Feat. Busta Rhymes Gutter 2 The Fancy Ish lyrics

Busta Rhymes and Angie Martinez sippin' on martinis
Check it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon

Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit, c'mon
Make you really wanna do the nasty shit, c'mon
Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit
Every time we come through, me and my mans and shit

Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit
Angie, I love the way we form a plan and shit, c'mon
You know we got 'em lovin' how we movin' 'em crazy
How we put it down, you love the way we doin' it, baby?

Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she got the gat in the purse
Niggaz need to rehearse
(You)

Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart attack in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the nurse
Make you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat burst

Ask [unverified] me, we floss fancy, me and Angie
Take shit beyond where niggaz really can't see
Flow freakin' yo' music together like we nasty
When you pass the L, baby, make sure you never pass me

Do whatever, we stack cheddar the smart way
Blaze streets and speed down the Pulaski Parkway

In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin' all day
Checkin' the passenger seat, pettin' my baby sharpie
(Woof)

Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really harm me
I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico mami

Listen up, nigga, get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, other than that
Everybody suspect, don't bother come test
Funk Flex blastin' with it, I'm masterin' it

Linda Carter of the rap game
With gold bangles on my wrists
Latin chicks on the map, mayn
Man, the game plan's arrangin'
A house on the hills of the main land, get on board

Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess sometimes I roll deep
Underestimating mine is to not know me
I analyze every situation and I rise to any occasion

And I stays in, do me mode then I'm
Runnin' the streets in do me clothes with a
Sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers
In the Benz Coupe, smokin' weed or Cohibas