-Busta Rhymes verse-
  Flipmode word bond
  Flipmode coming word bond
  Flipmode here word bond
  Feel no fear word bond
  Uh-uh-uh uh-uh
  uh-uh-uh uh-uh
  1998 Hot shit
  Hitting you off baby you do it like this Yo
  Crazy maybey a nigga look shadey
  Admire the nigga and let me shine baby
  Shine my nickel 380 yo its all gravy
  Never play me, follow orders you better obey me
  Sisco and dance all in the discos
  Crib show with alot of bitches from here to Frisco
  Yah-yay my nigga or yippe yai yo
  Met a spanish chick I think her name is santiago
  The way she blow I never been blowed before
  Beyond a level where I could'nt take it no more
  Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor
  She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor
  Now I finish with that
  Nigga give me my trap
  Staking whole lot of money get me before I finish my rap
  Think your shit dont stink
  Drunk crossed eyed nigga
  Walk crooked still spilling your drink
  Jam on!
  -Busta Rhymes chorus-
  Everybody's on the line outside
  Make you feel good make you come for the ride
  Going do it to my people till your're satisfied
  Cant do it like this no matter how much you try
  I know you want to wild out come inside
  >From the left to the right lets coincide
  All night Flipmode coming open wide
  Wave your hand up in the air until your hands get tired
  -Rampage verse-
  Now im on charge
  The party's going down at the club mirage
  Rampage im still large
  Coming in the door with my Flipmode Squad
  VIP pass flex on the blast
  Honey's in the corner yo I got to think fast
  Play my game right if I want some ass
  If I want to spend some cash, moet all night
  Dont look at me wrong man your pokets aint tight
  I got a Rolly that'll shine all night
  This is that jam that make you ballers want to fight
  And all you pretty ladies just wild for the night
  Put your bottles in the air from your left to your right
  Its Rampage you can call me legendary
  I drink alize with a little cranberry
  I clear my throat
  Got the flyest mink coat
  I told you before yo im going for broke
  Gebose
  -Repeat Chorus-
  -Lord Have Mercy verse-
  Rotate the club
  Locate the Love
  Pulsate with the squeeze ass
  Double G cans fatigue shafts
  Out your league math
  Jeeps crash dent like bean bags
  New york city rub squishy touch and theme tags
  Not a dollar to loose
  Man let me hollar at you
  Never head wobble with fool
  Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the moon
  La La bye messaging your crew
  Travel at high speeds
  No ID
  God on the move
  Pardon me duke
  Nationwide thick base collide
  The gritty groove, smash fifty-two
  And levitate your side
  Who want it?
  Your back weak running like athletes
  Get on it
  Huh blaze the streets with no warning
  Andale Andale my people move for the montary
  Jack cheese collapse streets now put the john away
  Put the john away, put the john away
  -Repeat chorus 2x-
  -Busta Rhymes-
  Yeah Flipmode raw deluxe hot shit
  1998 1999 year 2000
  Say what Lord Have Mercy
  Say what Rampage the last nigga
  Say what Busta Rhymes the lyrical
  Say what say what say what