Thank You
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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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 Bust

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Swag mania, pop that goes most
Carry the most beautiful bitches
With us, happily toast
Keep the faculty close
Gross want me, give them a dose
Got them ODing, leaning in each coast
Scenery froze, take notes, Rock Rolls
Diamonds that fit in Chanel Minks in the winter
Who fucking with us?
We coming to give them the shivers, watery flows, spilling like rivers
Flooding the street, hoping niggas' swimming is moving gorillas
King Kongs, Godzillas when we roll up
Seat filling niggas, get up when we show up

Uh, shit
Please don't throw up
Hold your liquor, grow up
If you robbing niggas, we going to show you how to blow up
Thank your lucky stars, it's the Rap Czar, tuck your shit in
My niggas bite like Rin Tin Tin, my chagrin
You never win, model thin, 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 yall?

Made in New York, and the slick talking thieves of the order [?]
Call the reporter, stepping like the British walkers
Legendary swag flu and see the influence, see how we do it
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
Got these niggas wilding while I signal my soldiers
Posting it up, maintaining composure, staying on the sofa
Thirty bottles, twenty waitresses, bring them over
See how we light up shit, nigga, call the promoter
And tell that nigga bring the bag, better hurry up with it
And count the money up proper, cause you can get it

Yeah
It feel good, don't it?
It feel good, don't it?
Hey, I want to let yall know
Hey, hey
I want to let yall know
This Yeezy
And you listening to Q-Tip

Set them up, stiletto up, saddle up and let's go
Good times, only difference, niggas making your dough
Chatter is up, peep the way we batter it up
On top of the mountain, folding the ladder up
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 goggles[?] with us

See how we push sometimes man forget cuff, beat him the head
Boop-be-de-de-boff, zippity-boof
Beat him in the head again, "stop killing me, Wolf!"
Whop!
Beat a nigga till he drop, piggity-poof!
Oxy in me pulse
He don't want no problem with niggas
Fuck it, let's get to drinking, poison our livers
Dammit, we sinners when me and Abstract are together, see we deliver
She got me touching it, fucking on all my fingers, dammit we winners
Pillaging 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!

Incredibly we do it, and it resonates the music
I tune it, YouTube it, it could never ever be refuted
It's gnarly for niggas and naughty for ninas
Bitches and ballerinas
Ballers and in-betweeners
Blatant non-believers and over-achievers
Kicking it in paisley[?] Adidas
Drink Aliz in liters
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 Busta came to handle, we gentlemen

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 niggas
But then again, you need a suit for your funeral measurements
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
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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Busta Rhymes's "Thank You" are packed full of braggadocio, with Busta and the various featured artists asserting their dominance in the rap world. They boast about their wealth, their beautiful women, their swag, and their ability to dominate anyone who steps in their way. They paint a picture of themselves as unstoppable forces, and even throw in a few playful jabs at some of their detractors. They make no apologies for their lifestyle or their behavior, and seem content to revel in their own greatness.


One interesting aspect of the song is the way each artist seems to be trying to one-up the others with their verses. Busta's rhymes are filled with puns, alliteration, and clever wordplay, while Q-Tip's verse features a more laid-back flow and a few well-placed references to classic hip-hop tracks. Kanye West's verse, on the other hand, is full of brash, confrontational lyrics that seem to be aimed at his many haters in the media and the music industry.


Another noteworthy element of "Thank You" is its production. The beat is built around a funky, multi-layered bassline that gives the song a playful energy. Over this, the various artists trade bars with ease, creating a sense of camaraderie and competition that is both engaging and fun to listen to. The song also features a memorable chorus that repeats the titular phrase, "thank you," over and over again, creating a catchy, infectious hook that sticks in your head long after the song is over.


Line by Line Meaning

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 Bust
Busta Rhymes is introducing this song as something that represents Young Money and Cash Money, he is collaborating with Lil Wayne for this piece.


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Swag mania, pop that goes most Carry the most beautiful bitches With us, happily toast
Busta Rhymes is bragging about his swag and how he is surrounded by beautiful women.


Keep the faculty close Gross want me, give them a dose Got them ODing, leaning in each coast Scenery froze, take notes, Rock Rolls Diamonds that fit in Chanel Minks in the winter Who fucking with us?
Busta Rhymes wants to keep his friends close in order to stay ahead in the industry. He is causing a stir with his music and fashion as people are taking note of him and his expensive jewelry.


We coming to give them the shivers, watery flows, spilling like rivers Flooding the street, hoping niggas' swimming is moving gorillas King Kongs, Godzillas when we roll up Seat filling niggas, get up when we show up Uh, shit Please don't throw up
Busta Rhymes is saying that his music is so powerful that it creates shivers in listeners, and he is flooding the streets with his music. He is warning people not to throw up on his presence as they watch and listen to his shows.


Hold your liquor, grow up If you robbing niggas, we going to show you how to blow up Thank your lucky stars, it's the Rap Czar, tuck your shit in My niggas bite like Rin Tin Tin, my chagrin
Busta Rhymes is advising people to hold their liquor and act responsibly. He is warning robbers that they are going to be caught and taught a lesson. He is boasting about his rap skills and telling people to be respectful when around him.


You never win, model thin, 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 yall?
Busta Rhymes is saying that he always wins and is comparing his thin models to crack. He is saying that women fall for him easily and he is the king of the hall. He is asking people how they are doing while continuing to brag about himself.


Made in New York, and the slick talking thieves of the order [?] Call the reporter, stepping like the British walkers Legendary swag flu and see the influence, see how we do it Get them into it steadily. God, I'm stupid, so undisputed
Busta Rhymes is referencing his New York roots and saying that he is a part of a group of smooth-talking thieves. He is saying that his style is legendary and that people are influenced by it. He is admitting that he is foolishly unaware of how talented he truly is.


Act fool, back tool, until they pop off Police crowd up the street, blocking them off, locking them off Got these niggas wilding while I signal my soldiers Posting it up, maintaining composure, staying on the sofa
Busta Rhymes is saying to act like a fool and have weapons until there is confrontation. He is saying that police are blocking off streets and people are going crazy. He is signaling his squad to keep cool and be patient while he stays on the sofa.


Thirty bottles, twenty waitresses, bring them over See how we light up shit, nigga, call the promoter And tell that nigga bring the bag, better hurry up with it And count the money up proper, cause you can get it Yeah
Busta Rhymes is showing off by ordering a lot of bottles and waitresses. He is telling the promoter to hurry up and bring the money as he is ready to collect and count it.


It feel good, don't it? Hey, I want to let yall know Hey, hey I want to let yall know This Yeezy And you listening to Q-Tip
Busta Rhymes is asking people if they feel good while introducing other artists.


Set them up, stiletto up, saddle up and let's go Good times, only difference, niggas making your dough Chatter is up, peep the way we batter it up On top of the mountain, folding the ladder up 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
Busta Rhymes is telling people to get ready and saddle up. He is saying that people only have good times when money is involved. He is saying that people should pay attention to his skills and how he masters his craft. He is saying that people are pointless if they are not engaged and not contributing.


Turnt up with the script on the cup, you keep the goggles[?] with us See how we push sometimes man forget cuff, beat him the head Boop-be-de-de-boff, zippity-boof Beat him in the head again, "stop killing me, Wolf!" Whop! Beat a nigga till he drop, piggity-poof! Oxy in me pulse
Busta Rhymes is saying that he is ready to party and is making a reference to his drink. He is saying that some people forget their limits and get beat up. He is playfully making sounds of punches during a fight. He is saying that people will be beaten up until they drop. He is saying that he is excited to party and is feeling the effects of the drugs he took.


He don't want no problem with niggas Fuck it, let's get to drinking, poison our livers Dammit, we sinners when me and Abstract are together, see we deliver She got me touching it, fucking on all my fingers, dammit we winners Pillaging 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!
Busta Rhymes is saying that he does not want any trouble with others and wants to drink and have a good time. He is admitting to being a sinner when he is with Q-Tip. He is saying that he is so desirable that a woman is touching and kissing all his fingers. He is saying that they want to be recognized as talented rappers and are willing to kill everything to be on top. He is saying that he will perform until he can no longer and then give his last breath. And finally, he will do his best to leave an impression on his audience.


Incredibly we do it, and it resonates the music I tune it, YouTube it, it could never ever be refuted It's gnarly for niggas and naughty for ninas Bitches and ballerinas Ballers and in-betweeners Blatant non-believers and over-achievers Kicking it in paisley[?] Adidas Drink Aliz in liters 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 Busta came to handle, we gentlemen 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 niggas But then again, you need a suit for your funeral measurements 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 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
Busta Rhymes is saying that he is doing great and people can see that through his music. He is saying that he tunes in and does YouTube videos to be heard. He is saying that his music is naughty and playful and is for everyone. He is saying that he is a veteran and deserves respect. He is warning people to leave his premises before he gets angry. He is also saying that people need to be careful around him and not to be foolish. He is saying that he will motivate people to be better and live up to their accomplishments. He is saying that he will continue to be a veteran in the industry.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwayne Carter, Kanye West, Trevor Smith, Kamaal Ibn Jonathan Davis Fareed, Alicia Myers, Kevin Mccord

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@JPatelLive

🔥#QTip @2:34🔥: "Incredibly we do it, and it resonates the music
I tune it, YouTube it, it could never ever be refuted
👉🏾It's gnarly for niggas 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
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!"🔥
— I wanna THANK💥💥💥 YOU! 💯



All comments from YouTube:

@Tk52781

The sigh of relief on Tips face when he’s finished that last verse 😂. He’s like “why did I write it like that”😂

@hu5films862

Look at Kanye’s face too😂

@hashimhooks4620

Tip won that one. Lol

@therealdonaldtrumpjr

Wonder how many takes it took

@DrakoGo2DaMoon

2:36 Kanye trying his hardest to not blink

@m.a.t.0733

And too laugh his ass out Fr

@hypehypehypehoura

His move at the end is slick. You can see he is impressed

@GucciButNotGuilty

​@@hypehypehypehouraThat's that Ye Dip

@dylanbuckley6583

2023 and still have never heard a smoother flow than Qtip. Guy has almost perfect timing

@ilfantasticobananajothesci3922

resonates great

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