Busta Rhymes Feat. Reek Da Villain, Spliff Star, Lil' Wayne, Nas, The Game & Big Daddy Kane - Don't Touch Me (Throw Da Water On 'Em) (Remix) lyrics

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This is a national security alert

(Remix, remix, remix)

Ground Music, Flipmode, Aftermath, here we go

(Remix, remix, remix)

Real talk word to mother, it be the gutter, brother

Back with another banger to set off the summer

Better get up and come around

'Cause the way our shit will be cloggin' up the toilet

You probably should call the plumber

You niggas get dumb and dumber

Thinkin' you can come around

And test me like these other niggas

Well, pick a number, I'm sayin' you should never ever think

That you better nigga, get it together and body your shit

Since mommy named me Trevor Stellar

The way I give a hell of a performance and get a reaction

I attract all the people to come together

Whether niggas realize or not, oppose a letter

Just let a fella think what it wouldn't make him remember

That when I'm in the buildin', it's cool for you to rest in

Remember, I'm too hot to touch kid

Curious, my fire burnin', niggas, serious

I gift wrapped the flame and give it to niggas

Here it is, see through mu'fucker, we'll never be equal

I'll banish and make 'em vanish and do it for the people

I be the baddest see when I see, when I spit I become the maddest

And kill 'em until the blood seek through

Front if you want but you know who the top biller

Bounce while I'm killin' the strut and walk with a bop killa

So don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

It's gettin' hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go

R double E, K, D, A, Villian

I'll pull a grip out of this waist and splatter ya face

When the cali' blow, you'll get a face shot like a cameo

Rob the man and leave his ass naked like he D'Angelo

Bet, I'll let a pistol dismiss you if it's a issue

Of a tissue that money'll get you clapped quick

(Come on)

Turn a wimp past whittle to a gym class hero

When my AR13'll make 'em back flip

(Come on)

I'm a BK felon, I'll run you down with a weapon

My goonies get looney anytime that I tell 'em

Dead 'em, I walk around with stacks in my denim

With fast foreign cars with the gator skin in 'em

Now I got pretty women all around the world

If I been in your city probably pound your girl

Had her stretched out swimmin' in the pool with her breast out

Send her back home set to fire the sex out

So don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

It's gettin' hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go

Motherfucker, it's Flip-mode, when I come up in the club

Throwin' up a dub, liftin' up a snuff

Flipmode be stars, you know who the fuck we are

Used to be fish scales, now we fuck with caviar

Eatin' on supreme shit at the round table

On some cream shit, like I grew up in Queens Bridge

I talk reckless, the whole world know

My style is C4 and I'm about to blow

So don't get close, we'll touch ya ribs

And come bust lil' brother with the stick-up kids

Like, "Shh, take off the watch"

"Shh, take off the watch, shh, take off the watch"

They said game in the club with a big ass clock

Like boom guess who stepped in the room

LAX comin' through, JFK real soon

So don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

It's gettin' hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go

Chirp on the check like Michael Jeffrey

Even the referee said I need an ESPY

Award just applaud, I'm a boar with a broad

I go hard and my leather so soft and I cough

And the board of health say the boy need help

I am so hot the AM just melt

All aboard all aboard black card no fraud

I'm an extension cord, I'm a lightning rod

I'm a lion roar, I'm a dinosaur

I'm a sinus minus the nose, I'm a cold

I'm raw than a temperature rose to five

And two O's that's five hundred degrees for those who know

My fire's higher than a liar, we don't burn rubber, we burn tires

We riders we ciders, we live in The Carter

Wayne is a flame that could live in the water

Okay, now let's get it straight either you bait

Or the mate either eay you on my plate gettin' ate

After grace if you taste like base, snares and tenors be my dinner

I'm hotter in the winter, burn like sinners, turn like spinners

I swear I'll put ya in the urn by your picture

Pa we ain't playin' Weezy, baby, be the man

Hotter than the Peter Pan, till wet here I am

So don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

It's gettin' hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go

Man, listen, I spot a square dude from a distance

Through the tenant Maybach curtain in partition

Nip and Tuck niggas, I could never fuck with 'em

Or pass the blunt with 'em, let the guns hit 'em

Bring fire, frizzy hair for perspire

You ain't a rider, partner, I'm a crippler

Crutch give a hospitalizer, hottest whip driver

Heap on my hip, the biggest life or death decider

I ain't a rapper or an activist, I'm badder

I used to run from a cracker named Lieutenant Casper

No black leather jackets or black horasis

My old days, like I said from a Vogue page

And none of y'all cock what I cop

Forget your excuse if the music ain't hot

Where the Range? Where the drops? Y'all never got hoes

See you on the club, wrist never on froze

So don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

It's gettin' hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go

Busta, bus pick me up in the Coupe to come bubble through

This is routine kid it ain't nothin' new

You bring trouble to me the untouchable

Make me have to bring in the troops like George W

I'll scorch you somethin' awful when I fell through

Of course the raw to be when you could put a broad to

Better bring with you, your fire extinguisher

Listen, I love static and I'm ready to cling to ya

(Okay)

Kid I made it from magazine pages to big stages

How I made this through all the different ages

Thinkin' you do it like this is outrageous

Yeah, I'm sick with it but it's not contagious

You're hottest thing to me, not a thing

Every night my crib is like the Bada Bing

So make sure that you youngin's got it right

Kane's, who's the fuckin' rock stars party like

(You heard)

So don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, nigga

(You might burn yourself)

It's gettin' hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this, bitch

(So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go