featuring Busta Rhymes & Pirate of the Reepz



party ain't over

I stone high

RNF no doubt (2X)

flip over

Aha

Tray Lee



Verse One: Tracey Lee



Sathe music at the party

starting from the hotel lobby

lift from the fifth is how tha squad be

toss pulling chicks and shit discreetly

ha! in teams of six I'm a hid at least three

completely dipped in the fly shit

this happens when you fuck with a winner

an RNF temper contenders one amends per chance

seems a slimmin' in dinner a key figure

Tray Lee da hin da seeswigga (?)

Discreet to get the cream quicker

Why niggaz wanna come with it

all on da floor stay acided It's war -

let's get down they do number one with the star

keepin the hip-hop theme drug

if you like it hot say what

people throw your mop in the air show love come on



Let's get up let's get down

people get lifted now Reepz & Busta

With Tray Lee don't quit now

You know we get down

(repeat 2X)



Verse Two: Pirates of the Reepz



We no pie when da trap-daddy is

can you feel this fag in that ass

lip-stick press left on da wine glass

please stick it in yo by-pass

standard procedure is the third leg stance

in downward position like Herman and Grees's(?)

the reeds get deeper down and explode

flip like ass and bask a flippo

763 RNF go Busta (what da deal don)

mr Tray Lee

Show These MC's how it's supposed to be

supposed to flee you don't know the meanin of me



Now when you send many wack MC's after me

when I die trayin' pie got a crew to leave your team paralysed

wo thanx yo that shit is mo better

we gettin mo better cause da spin it mo clever

if sis wanna get it in the but nigga let her

spread her like an STD most FWD

then leave remain treed in the same PV

with nige in the flip mode out garage



chorus



wow it's party time (2X)

havin a party



Verse Three: Busta Rhymes



Wound up for the night so everybody passed out

just clap you hands get up on the dancefloor baby and spread you ass out

let me all between the creeps's masterpieces brand new releases

pick up my sons nephews and ma nieces

Busta Rhymes comin in and bustin you ass

like ma nigga Antonio Andorez.

drum bustin shepherd callin bomb shellin

shit on the wall that make me horse smellin

now what da fuck is goin on here

hit your back bigga (?) and break you

bust you ass academy in front of da whole capacity

who has the audacity suffers a beer

blows a rivet through the smoke I better be go ahead take off your clothes

killing hot the dep hold your breath

mo niggaz than RNF making you wave your hand from right to left

Busta Rhymes and Tracy Lee be like Jim Carry & Bruce Lee maybe you wanna fight

all those who wanna & frontin me now

makin a pie about to open your eye and make you body fly

Bust on an sayin fuck da wall we keepin hot

Tray Lee & Busta creamin on the same song



Chorus