Let's take 'em back
Now is the time
That you make your way to the floor
Show them what is for

Chorus
Go Saigon
Get busy
Yo … get busy
Go Giddy
Get busy
Get get get busy

I used to walk up town to see Mario
That nigger sold more blow than a young Harry O
From. ..to Ghana to Ontario
He made it snow all over the whole barrio
His little brother Luigi he was a real nigger
He took mushrooms they used to make him feel bigger
His job was to pick up the shit like a pooper scooper
To drop it off without gettin caught by the koopa troopa
One day they hit Mario on a jack
Tell him they had his bitch
Want a hundred stack to get her back
He took it: what kind of shit is that?
This ain't a video game lame
We fixin to go tit for tat
He lit a cigarette and took a drag of the cancer smoke
And with the tip he burnt a hole in the ransom note
Then we wrote with ease and I quote:
"Y'all must really want one of these in your throat"
He said let my bitch go this evenin'
Or somebody won't be breathing

Cause I'm gonna call Lizy
And Lizy gonna call Giddy
And then, then Giddy gonna get busy

Chorus

Letras de canciones similares en http://es.mp3lyrics.com/FN33I get busy like a mom fuckin Sean Paul
And damn right your boy's in it for the long haul
Some nigger says Saigon you're a cornball
I spit a fireball and now its fixed upon the wall
Lord have mercy on my foes
Cause I can get these niggers killed with my eyes closed
God knows I'm a gangsta to the core
I'm very familiar I'm not a stranger to the war
And I'll maneuver through the sewer like you're in manure
I'm like aw leggo my nigger or you a kahlua (?)
I do an old school dance like a Roger Rabbit
Soon as I hear this beat it's like it's automatic
I get busy
Spin around to a nigger get busy
Yeah, its Giddy,
... they can't deny I get busy

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I get up, go to the bathroom, move my bowels
Hop up out of the shower and use the towel
Picture me having not having no. .. or...
that's like spelling the word and not using the vowels
This game ain't easy, shit is a hurdle
They say to win I gotta get rid of this turtle
And show the world I'm so sick with the verbals
But watch out for them bloggers those niggers will merc you
Attention all haters get off your boy dick
Tell your bitch to come here
She can play with my joystick
Up up down down
Left right left right
B A B A Start now tear it apart
But that's a whole another game
So when I'm done with your dame I'll jump in my car and disappear in the dark
Did I say car?
Oops I mean Range Rover

Matter of fact, game over