All Night (Amended Version)-Busta Rhymes

All Night (Amended Version) - Busta Rhymes Turn it up (ha ha ha) Flimode (ha ha ha) Busta rhymes (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Chorus: All night To my east niggas west coast and dirty south, We make ya wave your hands up high Light ls and drink some liquor it make ya wild out All night To my niggas and my *****es get money If ya running with me Wave your hands up high A yo I can't see yall You know we hang out in the streets yall All night Yes yes yall I be the God up in the flesh yall Bless yall With nothing but the best yall Finesse sh*t and leave the spot up in a mess yall *****es, you know the street sh*t caress yall Sex yall And put a bounce up in your breast yall Yes yall we about to taste the success yall And quiz niggas like a *****ing d**g test yall And check yall And let the livest niggas step in I keep the burner, what you think I'm turning mine in? What the *****, Now all my live mother*****ers boggart or bring it straight to the front And let me give yall niggas just what you want More fire for ya fresh off the press Sh*t blazing to death *****es lust talking under they breath Hope you niggas know to put on your vest Or get a hole in your chest Who in this mother*****er Take you a guess Chorus Yeah-yeah all my niggas Yeah-yeah all my *****es Yeah-yeah all my thugs Yeah-yeah all my soldiers Yeah-yeah all my honeys Yeah-yeah all my playas Yeah-yeah all my live niggas cmon Yeah-yeah The grand finale yall Put it down and always repping for my family yall What, lets form a nation wide rally yall Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley yall ***** it, now I know you know my rep ni**a And how its hard to figure out my next step ni**a So step ni**a, ni**a sit your a** down The way I mash down Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down Don't speak unless you're spoken to Get broke in two Flipmode we be the chosen few Yeah ni**a entrap yall I know some niggas thatll clap yall And strap yall Up to a post and back slap yall Put yall in a mailbox and leave open the flap yall Thats the haps that make niggas take forever naps yall Strap yall all up inside of your seatbelts The beats felt like a fire watch the heat melt Your patent leather stack cheddar ni**a Now or never Better, whatever ni**a feel this hot beretta Cause when we come you know we hit you with that sh*t for the head With nough sh*t just like the lox and the dread Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread With all the blood that we bled See we was broke, now we flossing instead The sh*t I drop will never leave you mislead Might leave you tired of bed Sh*t ain't over till the party is dead Chorus: repeat 2x Yeah all my live *****es let me see you just Wave your hands up high And all my niggas running around getting ***** All night