Busta Rhymes - Don't Touch Me Lyrics

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(Intro) 
This is a national security alert. 
Ground music. 
Flipmode. 
Aftermath. 

(Verse 1) 
Here we go! 

Back with the most venomous rap 
I be the god father of the club banger, let me hear you clap 
You can applause me from the very beginning 
You can give me yo, standing ovation while I'm banging your face in 
With another banger, now call it a cliff hanger 
Watch me mangle and strangle this whole rap shit, Come On! 

You can see the way I make em act sick from down bottom 
The way I got em gimme my cash quick, Come On! 
Rock on, you better grab on to something 
Because I'm about to shake shit again to make a black bitch, Come On! 

I can hear the shots ring off, my bitches taking everything off 
Each other got em wilding one of a kind 
By the King Kong, Big Foot gully with a scully bully of rap 
Still ugly with the money running a trap 
Now they giving me dap 
As far as I'm concerned in this motherf**ker look how I got em 
Now they ready to shout 

(Chorus) 
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha) 
Don't touch me nigga, you might burn yourself 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 

(Verse 2) 

Here We Go! 

Now you see the alcohol spilling 
And we got em, hands in the ceiling 
You know we only come to rattle the building 
And break it on down just a little once again knowing we holding 
The bank so let me keep the dice rolling 
And keep it traditional the way I keep my money falling 
While you slacking on your macking dude we always keep it going 

Right to the left, do it to def 
Now watch me come through with a chisel 
That make the game sizzle, And I 
Pull out the skillet prepare for the cooking 
How I'm wilding niggas wondering when I'm gonna bring the hook in 
Thugs ice grilling every time they get to looking 
Got em wilding over seas all the way back to GO BROOKLYN! 

Now they ready to spaz, cause we bring the best to them 
Shit that shut it down on the regular 
That’s with the, fly 80's nigga that was whipping in a Creseda 
Fresher than, most of these niggas killing the rest of them 
Villains that was thinking that they rushing in and busting in 
But the way we was doing, we was muscling their hustling 

(Chorus) 
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha) 
Don't touch me nigga, you might burn yourself 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 

(Verse 3) 

Here we go! 

You don't really want it my dude 
I'm saying most my niggas is rude 
And when we come, we eat a nigga food 
Back to the fact of the matter at hand 
For me to come and control this whole shit, was only part of the plan 
The other part of the plan, for you to understand 
That nothing can f**k with the kid, Let me say it again! 

The Broad Back B, Busta Bust back to put out the trash 
And just for the record we got it on smash, now 
How the f**k they even got the audacity 
To fire marshal come and try to talk about the capacity 
Every time I'm in the spot I hope you know it has to be 
Extremely packed to shut it down you'll probably cause a tragedy 

Don't you know that when I'm in the place I change the mood again 
I be wilding with raunchy bitches and a bunch of hooligans 

Now don't get it f**ked up just because I flaunt it 
Niggas think that they can test me bring it if you really want it 
See I be the type to always beat you to the punch faster 
I keep a smile on my face but carry the bush master 

(Chorus) 
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha) 
Don't touch me nigga, you might burn yourself 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 

(Verse 4) 
Keep it going! 

You already know I said it word to the mother 
Shit is so hot you niggas think its cold up in the summer 
Shh - calm the noise down lets get a little quiet 
Cause the neighbors call the police, they know we cause riots 
And they know that we'll have them thinking they dancing with the devil 
When they play the music turn the volume to the highest level 
(Breathe in, breathe out, and sigh) 
You got it right let’s keep the bombs going like we lit a stick 
Of dynamite now you know you need to follow whenever you hear the god spit, Aww shit! 
You see me nigga back in the cockpit 
I be getting this money I'll give you all a stock tip 
First buy a nigga till you see the sweat drop, drip 

(Chorus) 
So, don’t touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha) 
Don't touch me nigga, you might burn yourself 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey) 
We got em hot in this bitch, so throw the water on em (Hey)

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lyrics submitted on 01-10-2008