"Pass The Courvoisier Part II" lyrics

[Busta Rhymes {P. Diddy}:]
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump)
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump)
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {ha-ha}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {Yeah}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {C'mon}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {Yeah}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {Yeah}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {Let's go}
Don't this hit make a nigga wanna

Act a fool, you better watch out
Hot shit be bringin the' cops out
Street niggas is ringin' them shots out
{Short circuit and blacken the blocks out}
{Now open up the garage and pull the drops out}
{Rockin the fur coat bringin' the blue fox out}
Diamonds light up the block, runnin' the blue rocks out
Wildin' 'til all of my crew knocks out
{Get yo' ass up on the floor}
Huh, throw ya hands if you wan't some more
{Baby, wiggle your crotch out, huh}
{And peep the way we be blowin' them spots out}
C'mon, look how we got 'em ready to act out
Girl, I'm ready to give it twistin' your back out
{Drink 'yack 'til a nigga fallin' out}
Flat on his back now watch a nigga crawlin' out, talk to me

[Pharell Williams (Busta Rhymes):]
I said Busta (What's up son?)
You leave them girls rollin' and it look like (C'mon)
Their asses is swollen (And their ass gettin big now)
But if your man babysittin' (uh-huh) then what you gon' say?
(What we gon' tell 'em man?)
We gon' tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier)
We gon' tell that brother (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now
Pass the Courvoisier
Everybody sing it now
Pass the Courvoisier

[Busta Rhymes (P. Diddy):]
(Girl, you need to shake it off)
Too much hair on your cho-cha, (shave it off)
C'mon, jump smack yo' ass and break it off
(And if it's too hot for y'all?) You need to take it off
(In case you ain't knowin' niggas we on a roll now)
Diddy, like we done stumbled on a pot of gold now, c'mon
Food spillin' all out of the bowl now, huh
Money thick, get harder to fold now, c'mon
(Ladies tell me if you're feelin)
Alright
And are you sure that you up for doin it
All night
(I like this)
Listen, before you ass bet, nigga
We wreck shit and we ain't even blacked yet
(Niggas all around and police rapidly shut down the block)
And the club ain't even packed yet, c'mon
'nough drinkin at the bar hold it down wildin' out 'til the club is closed down, talk to me

[Pharell Williams (Busta Rhymes):]
I said Busta (What's up son?)
You leave them girls rollin' and it look like (C'mon)
Their asses is swollen (And their ass gettin big now)
But if your man babysittin' (uh-huh) then what you gon' say?
(What we gon' tell 'em man?)
We gon' tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier)
We gon' tell that brother (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now
Pass the Courvoisier
Everybody sing it now
Pass the Courvoisier

[Busta Rhymes {P. Diddy}:]
(Jump, jump)
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {C'mon}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {Yeah}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {C'mon}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {Yeah}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {C'mon}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {Yeah}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) {C'mon}
Don't this shit make a nigga wanna {Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah}

Rob a bank my nigga, cash rule
{Bust it, let's get this money and act like a damn fool}
Fuck it, act stupid and jump in the damn pool, huh
{Bone bitches and me and their man's cool}
C'mon, shit I'm sayin', just put your bank up, nigga
Put me and Diddy together you bankrupt, c'mon
{Fly niggas, we full of finesse y'all, yeah}
Me and my niggas is fittin' to bless y'all. C'mon
Don't talk about it, be about it (Shut up)
Live niggas come and be around it (What up?)
C'mon, rep to the fullest now, huh
These niggas ain't knowin' how we gon' put it down, c'mon
Cock, aim and shoot {to spray it down}
Steamrollin' you niggas {and lay it down}
Niggas frontin' with their thug image {but we pay them no mind}
Now, drink until the bottle finished. Talk to me

[Pharell Williams (Busta Rhymes):]
I said Busta (What's up son?)
You leave them girls rollin' and it look like (C'mon)
Their asses is swollen (And their ass gettin big now)
But if your man babysittin' (uh-huh) then what you gon' say?
(What we gon' tell 'em man?)
We gon' tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier)
We gon' tell that brother (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now
Pass the Courvoisier
Everybody sing it now
Pass the Courvoisier