Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Kanye West
Vocals
Q-Tip
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamaal Fareed
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Kevin Duane McCord
Songwriter
T. Smith
Songwriter
Kanye West
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Busta Rhymes
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woo, welcome to the bank
Where you deposit young money
And you get cash money
I'm Tunechi the boss
And live from the vault is Busta Buss
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Swag mania pop that goes most
Carry the most beautiful bitches
With us happily toast
Keep the faculty close
[Verse 3]
Gross when we give them a dose
Got them O ding, leaning in each coast
Scenery froze take notes
Rock rolls diamonds that fit in Chanel Minks in the winter
Who fucking with us
[Verse 4]
We coming to give them the shivers
Water flows, spilling like rivers
Flooding the street hoping **** swimming
Is moving gorillas
King Kongs, Godzillas
When we roll up
Seat filling **** get up when we show up
[Verse 5]
Please don't throw up
Hold your liquor grow up
If you robbing ****
We going to show you how to blow up
Thank your lucky stars
It's the Rap Czar tuck your shit in
My **** bite like Ren Tin Tin, my cha grin
[Verse 6]
You never win model think walking crack in your shin
She gives in every time that I spin
Square up bow down to the kings of the hall
We wade on talk shit while we ball
So what's cracking with y'all?
[Verse 7]
Native New Yorker and the slick talker
Featured in order call the Reporter
Stepping like British walkers
Legendary swag flu and see the influence
See how we do it
[Verse 8]
Get them into it steadily
God I'm stupid so undisputed
Act fool, back tool until they pop off
Police crowd up the street
Blocking them off locking them off
[Verse 9]
Got these **** wilding while I signal my soldiers
Bossing it up maintaining composure stand on the sofa
Thirty bottles twenty waitresses, bring them over
See how we light up shit **** call the promoter
[Verse 10]
And tell that **** bring the bag
Better hurry up with it
And count the money up proper
'Cause you can get it
[Verse 11]
I want to thank you
Yeah it feel good don't it
Shining your light on me
I want to thank you
I want to let y'all know hey
Hey, I want to let y'all know
Shining your light on me
And you listening to Q-tip
[Verse 12]
Settle up stiletto up saddle up and let's go
Good times only difference **** making your dough
Chatter is up peep the way we batter it up
On top of the mountain folding the ladder up
[Verse 13]
You dead and done rip up your paper
'Cause your status is none
Transfixed on the strengths of the page
Whether chopper or gauge
You're just a single 'cause you wouldn't engage
Turnt up with the script on the cup
You keep the goblets with us
[Verse 14]
See how we push sometimes a man forget
Beat him in the head boop be de de boff zippity boof
Beat them in the head again stop killing me wolf, whop
Beat a **** till he drop piggity poof
Oxy in me pulse
[Verse 15]
He don't want no problems with ****
Fuck it let's go drinking poison our livers
Dammit we sinners when me and Abstract are together
See we deliver she's got me touching it
Fucking on all my fingers, dammit we winners
[Verse 16]
Pillars of this rap shit homie they know
Kill everything until it's time for me to go
That's when I bomb it with a blow
And then I black and get a little bit dummy
The microphone is bleeding
You should take it from me
[Verse 17]
Incredibly we do it and it resonates the music
I tune it YouTube it, it could never ever be refuted
It's gnarly for **** and naughty for ninas
Bitches and ballerinas, ballers and in betweeners
Blatant non believers and over achievers
Kicking it in Pele Adidas
Drinking gallons and liters
[Verse 18]
All of you must reconcile a leader
She's begging to eat us
And her man's attitude defeated
But never a scandal
Because me and Bus we're prone to handle it
We're gentlemen
[Verse 19]
Not to mention we're veterans
Second he need some medicine
Before I black as he get off my premises
Better fly you pelican idiot ass ****
But then again you need a suit for your funeral measurements
[Verse 20]
See me doing it effortless
It's never getting no better than this
Giving your shit to convince a better preference
Watch me turn them to skeletons
See how I come and bring out the betterness
Time is with it and I rep the foreverness
[Verse 21]
Flying United Emirates
Sized private plane
That kind of etiquette
Purchasing diamonds
Handle them delicate
Now you need you a better ref
You could peep us regulating
See we all in this bitch
Like we ain't never left
[Verse 22]
I want to thank you, Heavenly Father
For shining your light on me
I want to thank you, Heavenly Father
For shining you light on me
[Verse 23]
I know it couldn't have happened
Without you
Oooh, oooh, without you
Oooh, oooh, without you
Written by: Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., Kamaal Fareed, Kanye West, Kevin McCord, Trevor Smtih