You Got Me
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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Hoo!
Yeah it's another one of them marvelous shits
Yeah, Flipmode, huh, Busta Rhymes shit, yeah
So remarkable, yeah
As I say it over and over again
From song to song, yeah, so remarkable
Hah, heh, yeah, so remarkable
Yo, yo, Busta Rhymes the immaculate raw
Hardcore, riggady raw, lay niggas flat on the floor
We climb into the back of the four
Nonchalant flavor fo' sure, Timbs wit a aqua valor
Flava like you never seen it before
Ha, holy, sacred, and pure
Flipmode, be on it fo' sure
Be incredible to settle the score
Like a nigga shot you in the face, through the peephole in the door
From New York, down to Singapore
Keep you niggas jumpin' around, had the bitches beggin fo' more
Street niggas, yeah we speak for the poor
Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the store
Metaphor like nuclear war
I warned niggas if you try to bite, shit I'll leave a crack in your jaw
Take the livest niggas out on a tour
Make a nigga black in the spot, make you want to take off a door

All my dogs who hustle everyday
All my dogs who hustle everyday now
Own a store laundrymat around the way
And own a store laundrymat around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH!
My niggas, all my niggas
Show Me What You Got for me, what you got for me
All my niggas what ya got for me
All my shorties who stay fresh everyday
All my shorties that stay fresh everyday
My get money bitches who still hang around the way
All my get money bitches that chill around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH! We gotta
My bitches, all my bitches, c'mon
Tell me what you got for me
What you got for me, all my bitches what you got for me

Now, yo, we stay packing the toast
Could give a fuck, bust at a ghost
And end up on the front of the post
Niggas know that I be rocking the most
Fuckin Ethiopian bitches, living in the ivory coast
Let me drug y'all niggas up wit a dose
Make you act just like you suppose'
Watch a nigga playing me close
Nowadays type of dough that we gross
I celebrate and throw me a roast
And get an old face for a host
We get it hype even when we be calmg
Niggas know my word is my bond
When we come you know we the bomb
Hypnotic shit, get you retarded
Should of known it was a bad move
Fucking around and getting me started
Still whipping in the back of the truck
So what, not givin a fuck
In the streets, living it up
So what happened to the last nigga bust
Could give a fuck whoever he was
Throw them niggas outta the clubs
Them niggas all, shit turning me off
Tie 'em up, makin 'em cough
Gag 'em in the throat wit a cloff
After that we go and wild for the night
Make 'em know the style for the night
Car low, pile for the night
You know we always give y'all niggas a blaze
Black it out and party for days
Let y'all niggas fuck with the strays
Fucking dimes at the end of the days
Getting money but it's too late
Got a nigga stuck in his ways

All my dogs who hustle everyday
All my dogs who hustle everyday now
Own a store laundrymat around the way
And own a store laundrymat around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH!
My niggas, all my niggas
Show Me What You Got for me, what you got for me
All my niggas what ya got for me
All my shorties who stay fresh everyday
All my shorties that stay fresh everyday
My get money bitches who still hang around the way
All my get money bitches that chill around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH! We gotta
My bitches, all my bitches, c'mon




Tell me what you got for me
What you got for me, all my bitches what you got for me

Overall Meaning

The opening lyrics of Busta Rhymes’ “Show Me What You Got” immediately signal the unique style and flow that he brings to the mic. Busta starts off with his trademark “Hoo!” and sets the tone for the song with lines like “Busta Rhymes the immaculate raw, Hardcore, riggady raw, lay niggas flat on the floor.” The line features Busta’s signature internal rhyming and alliteration, showcasing his legendary skills as a rapper.


As the song progresses, Busta’s lyrics explore themes of hustling, getting money, and flaunting success. He mentions owning a store, climbing into the back of a sleek car, and making money to “stack cheddar galore.” Busta’s delivery is confident and self-assured, emphasizing his status as a major player in the rap game. The chorus of the song reinforces these themes, with Busta calling out to all his “dogs who hustle every day” and his “get money bitches” who “chill around the way.”


Overall, “Show Me What You Got” is a track that exemplifies Busta Rhymes’ unique style and unmatched lyrical abilities. The song’s themes of success, hustle, and celebration make it an anthem for anyone striving to reach the top. With Busta’s legendary flow and confident delivery, it’s clear why he’s considered one of the greatest rappers of all time.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah it's another one of them marvelous shits
This is another great song from us


As I say it over and over again
I keep making awesome songs


Yo, yo, Busta Rhymes the immaculate raw
I am a great rapper who always brings it


We climb into the back of the four
We get into the car and go


Flava like you never seen it before
Our style of music is unique and unmatched


Flipmode, be on it fo' sure
Our group is always on point


From New York, down to Singapore
Our music is enjoyed all around the world


Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the store
We have a lot of money and can buy what we want


Take the livest niggas out on a tour
We go on tour with the best in the game


All my dogs who hustle everyday
Respect to those who work hard and grind every day


Own a store laundrymat around the way
Many of us own laundromats in our community


All my shorties who stay fresh everyday
Shout out to the ladies who look good all the time


My get money bitches who still hang around the way
Women who make money and still stay true to their roots


We stay packing the toast
We carry weapons to protect ourselves


Niggas know that I be rocking the most
Everyone knows I'm the best at what I do


Make you act just like you suppose'
I can control others with my music


Getting money but it's too late
We are making a lot of money and it's too late for others to catch up




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BUSTA RHYMES, JAMES DEWITT YANCEY, LAETIA SADIER, TIMOTHY GANE

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