People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doing that? How, how you doing that?
People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doin' that Busta rhyme?

I don't really know
I don't really know how I got a flow
I don't wanna tell you I'm a pro
Do a little run and I get it done
Every time I spit it like a gun
Mom said I must've been born with it
I wasn't always so sure of it
Now, now I can see all the worth in it
So I be burnin' shit
Every time I get a little better so I gotta do it
Every single day like I'm junkie with a habit
And I know it front and back, pull the hat out of the rabbit
If you want it, you can have it
Ring it up, I can bag it
All my women that be rockin' look at all we have in common
Anything we gonna do we gotta do it like a problem
And they say they wanna keep us at the bottom
But we're too damn awesome, too damn awesome

People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doing that? How, how you doing that?
People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doin' that Busta rhyme?
People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doing that? How, how you doing that?
People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doin' that Busta rhyme?

I'm so fed up, I should be fat
I'm big papi when I'm at bat
Fuckin' salary got no cap
Every time I do it like I do it, they gag
Can I be totally real with you, girl?
Can't do what nobody tell you to
Once you decide what you wanna do
Unlock it and cock it like Rambo do
Then you unleash the fool
Now I'm feeling kinda shady when you're looking at my mouth
Like I'm a little fucking baby
Talking all this kinda shit
Like, oh my god, somebody spare me
Ya'll ain't even seen the best of me and all you do is dare me
But a pussy grab back when the situation hairy (meow)
Can't keep me in a cage, no canary
Got a lot I wanna say, a library
And I spit it so quick that it's scary
Y'all never wanted me to be another copy catter
Would you rather see me pull another dagger?
When I get to rhyming, all the people start to gather
And I'm making it look easy like I'm working up a lather
And my teacher is a legend, ain't nobody on his radar
I know how to write a rhyme, he's a really hard grader
Can you please do me a favor and jump on the elevator
Going up in this bitch like a hungry alligator
Twist it and I turn it like a hate exterminator
If it's any indicator, call it now or call me later
'Cause my team is rollin' in like a bevy of invaders
We ain't never turn down 'cause I never use a fader
And I keep it on a hundred so my booty got no stuffin'
If you disappointing me, I do a fair amount of cussin'
It's magic when I'm cuttin' and puttin' it outta nuttin'
Stuntin' Gucci on my boots so they see me when I'm coming

People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doing that? How, how you doing that?
People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doin' that Busta rhyme?
People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doing that? How, how you doing that?
People ask me, people ask me all the time
How you doin' that Busta rhyme?

How you doin'? How, how you doin' that?
How you doin'? How, how you doin' that?
How you doin'? People ask me all the time
How you doin' that Busta rhyme? Writer/s: Amy Renee Heidemann Noonan, Nick Louis Noonan, Richard Lee Jackson, Steve Tirogene
Publisher: EMPIRE PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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