get right

(Intro: Papoose)
Oh!!! This the one right here!!! Swizz Beatz you a fool for this!
I done took yall everywhere, aint nowhere to take yall but to the club
Papoose , Pa-poose!!!
(Chorus: Busta Rhymes)
We got a riot outside homey (Huh!) and every hood with a thug
*****z try to rush the door of the club
We bout to get right *****z! (We bout to get right *****z!)
We bout to get right *****z! (We bout to get right *****z!)
All my *****es with the bangin *******t on, alot of Louis Vuitton
you know the ****** *t then sing the words of the song
We call it get right *****es! (We bout to get right *****es!)
We bout to get right **** *es (We bout to get right *****es!) Lets go!!!
(Verse 1: Papoose)
What you mean lets go?! go where?!
This my city I aint goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus lets go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have no fear, Flipmode, Streetsweeper oh yeah!
Oooh I like her, shake yo rear
You look nice who did yo hair?
Syke!!! Shorty over there look way better than you, I dont care
Violator, I brought Chris Lighty with me
I know he aint seen a buzz this big since 50
I walk through the club let the liquor spill (Cris!!!)
Your girl chasin me down with her high heels (Oops!)
And Im so glad I waited for a bigger deal
Cause now I got the club on me like a steering wheel
(Chorus)
(Verse 2: Papoose)
I got a damn good lawyer
(Yeah!) the best management and the realest DJ on the streets (Drama King)
So how the hell Im gon lose
o one of yall dudes when the album drop Im gon eat (Nacirema )
You got the number one spot, really think you hot
(Oh Yeah) then homeboy just dont blink (Dont sleep)
When you open yo eyes the game gon be mine
and Im a bring it back to the East (Lets Get it)
Since the Touch It remix put the face to the voice
the ladies love my style, they get moist (They wet)
Chose with my mouth closed they aint have a choice
I came from the bottom but I Rose like Royce
Man these boys cant mess with me on my worst day (Nope)
So how the hell gon mess with me on my birthday (Yeah !)
Thats right, this is the day I was born
The music is my mama, Im the son of song
(Chorus)
(Verse 3: Papoose)
Chain bling bling Im the mainstream dream (Yeah) The Nacirema Dream you lames aint seen
I was in the club holdin my fifth tight, this dude keep grillin me I had to get right (What)
Shorty her face, her ass, and her hips tight (Oooh)
Took her to the Mariott had to get right
Cutie the bomb she live in the beauty salon
So her beauty is strong rockin like Louis Vuitton
Cause these dudes never wanna see the new kid signed (No)
They always wanna *******ne like the sun all the time
Fall back you passed yo prime
Even the sun gotta go down so we could see the moon *******ne
(Chorus)
(Outro: Papoose)
Yeah! The East Coast get right! Yeah! The West Coast get right!
Yeah! The dirty South get right!
Busta Bus, Kay Slay Drama King, Streetsweepers, Violator, Flipmode, Sissy!!!!!!