Pass the Courvoisier lyrics

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Artist(s)Busta Rhymes

[P.Diddy] w/ Busta In Background
Oh yeah, I like this, Ladies & Gentlemen
This is the time you all been waitin' for
(lets do it, do it, do it)
This is a
Bad Boy,
Flipmode collaboration
(Come on)
[P. Diddy] (Busta Rhymes)
Shake ya ass (come on), watch yourself (o.k.)
I'm the man (lets go) and no one else
[Busta Rhymes] (P. Diddy)
Rah, rah
Like a dungeon dragon
Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin'
I said I'm sick with the flow (what?)
Stick a dick in ya hoe (woo!)
Make them shut down the club, (say what?) we threw a brick in da do'
[P. Diddy]
Sheeeeeiiit, I'm the number man, hot like summer jam
[Busta] (Diddy)
Slick like Fonsareli, and rich like cunningham
I stretch them like rubber bands (I make them say)
Oh shit, the bitch got up and left with another man
(Saaay what!?, wha' is you talkin 'bout?)
There¡¯s nothin' to talk about (see you just a walk about)
I light a long L, and just blowin' the smoke about
[P. Diddy]
See, we serious wit¡¯ it, they ain't nothin' to talk about
And while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce
Shake ya shit tuck in ya ass in poke it out, come on
[Chorus: Busta & P. Diddy]
[Busta] Give me the Henny, (yeah) you can give me the Cris (yeah)
You can pass me the Remi, but the pass the Courvoisier (yeah)
[Diddy] Give me the ass, you could give me the dough
You can give me 'dro, but pass the Courvoisier
[Busta]Give me some money, (yeah) you can give me some cars (yeah)
But you can give me the bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier
[Diddy] Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs
You can give me whatever just pass the Courvoisier
[P. Diddy]
We got these hoes lovin' it
They gettin' familiar man, they screamin¡¯ out my government (Sean John)
I like them in twins like doublement (Don Juan)
We be bangin¡¯ all types of chicks from here to (Hong Kong)
The best dressed bitches actin' all cute to my shit
And get the wylin¡¯ out they actin like a ? to my shit
Flow to go a distance from yours, we holdin¡¯ Jewish money now
Down to the credit card different from yours
It's the law for me to get in ya drawers
I run the city of cars, they call me Mr. Diddy, the boss
You know me, the only G to willy a porshe
We get dough in all land the size of philly of course
Can imagine the price that my jewelry really would cost
We go to clubs with a briefcase and a half milli to floss (damn)
Fuck around and you can really get tossed
Ken Griffey flow, call me Alaska 'cause I be the king of the frost (aw man
What you can do is
[Hook: Busta]
Five thousand boomin¡¯ watts
I got a thousand karats all over my watch
Travel lighty, flow back easy
Back with the bus-a-bus and the P.D-D
We stay livin at the top of the charts
The shit we be spittin¡¯, be state of the art
We rockin¡¯ ya block shit, wylin¡¯ like rock shit
Strapped with the gun and the street corner hot shit
Now we sittin' in the drop top pretty
Knock, knock who is he?
Bus-a-bus, I put it down and this I get busy
(Excuse me bus-a-bus)
Full control of the city, if you ain¡¯t know
By the way, the name is Puff
It aint my fault ya dane corrupt
We went form Henny, to Remi to Moe to Belvey to¡­
The game is us; we getting¡¯ money motherfucker
And the game we trust
Everytime we put it down, reppin¡¯ the name is a must
[Chorus 2x]
Diddy Talking:
yeah, yeah, yeah just pass the Courvoisier
yeah, pass me that Louie that motherfuckin' that that iron groove
Nineteen vintage motherfuckin' medieval
Ow, bitch. Yea, just pass the courvoisier
That that shit make, that dark shit just make me make me wanna fuck
Straight up, I just need to know
Make a nigga dick hard as a..(*mumbles*)
Pass The Courvoisier (repeat 'til fade)

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