King Tut
Busta Rhymes Ft. Reek Da Villain & J Doe Lyrics
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See me when I pull up to the curb, little nigga
My money absurd, little nigga
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little nigga
Hey, these niggas got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you niggas better get your chips up
You already know my style nigga, King Tut
You could see it in my smile nigga, King Tut
My jewelry look wild nigga, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck
Yo, yo, see the way I take over Casinos like De Niro said
Reachin' money short, watch how it fold up like a Hero bread
Nigga thought he was a Super-friend, now that hero dead
Try to cross this shit, we represent, but that's a zero dread
All of this money I be countin'
And my cup runneth over like a fuckin' water fountain
Any nigga trynna front, I'mma show them shit that's ugly
Throwin' bread until they jealous of your money, lookin' funny
Hold up!
And body shit, that's what a monster do
See me throwin' this money and bitches like a sponsor do
Put the gloves on and beat up a nigga like I'm Kostya Tszyu
And fuck the talkin', just bring me my money like a prostitute
Ya got nerve, little nigga
See me when I pull up to the curb, little nigga
My money absurd, little nigga
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little nigga
Hey, these niggas got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you niggas better get your chips up
You already know my style nigga, King Tut
My money pound nigga, King Tut
You could see it in my smile nigga, King Tut
My jewelry look wild nigga, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck
Okay, I'm ridin' through your city, blowin' diddies of that icky
Got your wifey in the passenger, I'm ridin', now she lick me
I get money like Mark Cuban and know my bank is heavy
And I grip the 31 like Jason Terry when I'm shootin
ATM in my jeans, bank sittin' on my left thigh
Burn a mansion down and watch it coverin' my left eye
Girl on deck, I just whipped another lick
Now my trap look like black Friday, twelve AM in front of Best Buy
Haha, sour got me all sedated
Niggas lookin' at me angry, what's with all the smiley faces?
My deniro like Shapiro, I see Johnny Cochran wages
I'm no lawyer, but they only bring them bottles by the cases
Ya got nerve, little nigga
See me when I pull up to the curb, little nigga
My money absurd, little nigga
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little nigga
Hey, these niggas got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you niggas better get your chips up
You already know my style nigga, King Tut
My money pound nigga, King Tut
You could see it in my smile nigga, King Tut
My jewelry look wild nigga, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck
Okay now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Test me, best be faster than a rocket
I ain't got no time if it ain't about a profit
If you send me my deposit, I will have your city rockin'
I get the hottest beats, niggas wish that they could rhyme on it
I got the hottest watch, ain't even set the time on it
The way I'm killin' niggas it look like a crime, don't it?
I got the light, with a little bit of lime on it
Okay, now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Whip clean, jet ski attached to the Charger
Bitches want attention and I tell 'em try harder
Got 'em doin' shit I know that's gon' be disgracin' they father
Okay leggo
Ya got nerve, little nigga
See me when I pull up to the curb, little nigga
My money absurd, little nigga
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little nigga
Hey, these niggas got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you niggas better get your chips up
You already know my style nigga, King Tut
My money pound nigga, King Tut
You could see it in my smile nigga, King Tut
My jewelry look wild nigga, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck
The lyrics to "King Tut" by Busta Rhymes feat. Reek Da Villain and J-Doe speak about how wealthy and powerful they are. They address those who may have misjudged them or underestimated their success, telling them to get their "chips up" and watch how they bring bottles of pink stuff. There is also talk about throwing money and being successful, as well as a reference to beating someone up like Kostya Tszyu. The lyrics are filled with references to money and power.
The song is a representation of the lavish lifestyle hip-hop and rap artists live. The constant repetition of how wealthy they are and how their jewelry is wild is a way to show off their success. The lyrics also mention being in a Brinks truck, which is used to transport money, highlighting their financial achievements. The use of metaphors, such as the folding of money like hero bread, shows the intelligent writing of Busta Rhymes and his co-artists.
In conclusion, "King Tut" is a great song that shows how composed and in control Busta Rhymes and other hip-hop artists are. The repetition of how wealthy and powerful they are is to show off their success, but the metaphors and references in the lyrics show a strong ability to write intelligent lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
Ya got nerve, little nigga
You have courage despite being a nobody
See me when I pull up to the curb, little nigga
Notice me when I arrive, little nobody
My money absurd, little nigga
My wealth is ridiculous, little nobody
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little nigga
Do not interrupt me counting my money, little nobody
Hey, these niggas got it mixed up
These people are confused
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Observe how they bring us bottles of expensive pink drinks
Look, you niggas better get your chips up
Improve your finances, you people
You already know my style nigga, King Tut
You are acquainted with my habits, I am King Tut
My money pound nigga, King Tut
King Tut's wealth is substantial
You could see it in my smile nigga, King Tut
King Tut's smile indicates his riches
My jewelry look wild nigga, King Tut
King Tut's jewelry is flashy
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck
Who else drives around town in an armored Brinks truck?
Yo, yo, see the way I take over Casinos like De Niro said
Observe how I dominate casinos, as De Niro once said
Reachin' money short, watch how it fold up like a Hero bread
If you're running low on money, it folds up like a slice of bread
Nigga thought he was a Super-friend, now that hero dead
Someone previously considered a friend is now dead
Try to cross this shit, we represent, but that's a zero dread
Stand up to us and you'll regret it, without question
All of this money I be countin'
I'm constantly counting large sums of money
And my cup runneth over like a fuckin' water fountain
My cup is overflowing like a fountain
Any nigga trynna front, I'mma show them shit that's ugly
Anyone attempting to act falsely will suffer the consequences
Throwin' bread until they jealous of your money, lookin' funny
Throwing money until those who envy you are embarrassed
And body shit, that's what a monster do
Violence is expected from a monster
See me throwin' this money and bitches like a sponsor do
Watch me throw money and attract women like a sponsor
Put the gloves on and beat up a nigga like I'm Kostya Tszyu
Fight someone like Kostya Tszyu with gloves on
And fuck the talkin', just bring me my money like a prostitute
Don't bother talking, just bring me my money like a prostitute
Okay, I'm ridin' through your city, blowin' diddies of that icky
I'm cruising your city, smoking potent marijuana
Got your wifey in the passenger, I'm ridin', now she lick me
Your wife is in the car with me, and now she's performing oral sex
I get money like Mark Cuban and know my bank is heavy
I earn money like Mark Cuban and have a lot saved up
And I grip the 31 like Jason Terry when I'm shootin'
I handle a gun like Jason Terry handles basketball
ATM in my jeans, bank sittin' on my left thigh
I carry an ATM in my jeans, and my bank account is impressively high
Burn a mansion down and watch it coverin' my left eye
Destroying a mansion wouldn't even affect my wealth
Girl on deck, I just whipped another lick
I have a woman ready to go, and I just successfully robbed someone
Now my trap look like black Friday, twelve AM in front of Best Buy
My criminal operation looks like the chaotic scene in front of Best Buy on Black Friday at midnight
Haha, sour got me all sedated
Marijuana is making me extremely relaxed
Niggas lookin' at me angry, what's with all the smiley faces?
People are glaring at me, despite my cheerful demeanor
My deniro like Shapiro, I see Johnny Cochran wages
My money is comparable to Shapiro and Cochran's earnings
I'm no lawyer, but they only bring them bottles by the cases
I'm not a lawyer, but I'm surrounded by expensive alcohol
Okay now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
I have a ridiculous amount of money in my pocket
Test me, best be faster than a rocket
If you provoke me, you'd better be able to move as fast as a rocket
I ain't got no time if it ain't about a profit
I'm too busy to waste time if it's not about making money
If you send me my deposit, I will have your city rockin'
If you pay me, I'll be in your city making waves
I get the hottest beats, niggas wish that they could rhyme on it
I have access to the best beats, and others want the chance to rap on them
I got the hottest watch, ain't even set the time on it
I own a popular watch that I haven't even programmed
The way I'm killin' niggas it look like a crime, don't it?
The way I'm succeeding, it almost seems like I'm committing a crime
I got the light, with a little bit of lime on it
I got a drink with lime garnish
Whip clean, jet ski attached to the Charger
I have a clean car, with a jet ski attached to the back
Bitches want attention and I tell 'em try harder
Women crave my attention, and I challenge them to work harder for it
Got 'em doin' shit I know that's gon' be disgracin' they father
I have women doing things that will embarrass their fathers
Okay leggo
Alright, let's go
Contributed by Tristan E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@matthewfoley2937
Busta is a beast he doesn't get mentioned enough when it comes to the top rappers
@MrHerbalherb
Gotta get in different circles. Busta is a legend
@jjbiggs21
Jahlil beats and bangladesh be having the hardest club/street anthems when they produce. Jahlil bodied this production!!
@danielthompson4377
Who playing this in 2024?
@Adrian-qb7tu
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@FatalSteven
Its a crime that this still isnt on Spotify!
@Frd14
It used to be, but they took it down :/
@maxdippininmylolo6421
Frd14 it is now
@cblaze42
Who playin this in 2020?
@MeyerBen27
How does nobody realize that "Hot Nigga" ripped this song off Completely