Angie Martinez - Lyric Title, Gutter 2 The Fancy Ish

Article Friendly article publishing script homepage.

Home | Submit Lyrics | Login | User Support Forum

Number Times Read : 24

Ad Stuff

19 or more times read

Submitted 2008-08-07 15:32:48

Gutter 2 The Fancy Ish

[Valid RSS feed]

Category Rss Feed - http://www.mixlyrics.com/rss.php?rss=334

Song By Angie Martinez Artist Bio
Album - Up Close & Personal
In Category : Misc Lyrics
Submitted By : Jan Michaels

ft. Busta Rhymes

[Busta]
Busta Rhymes and Angie Mar-ti-nez
Sippin on mar-tinis
Check it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit, c'mon
Make you really wanna do the nasty shit, c'mon
Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit
Everytime we come through, me and my mans and shit

[A] Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit
[B] Angie, I love the way we form a plan and shit, c'mon
[B] You know we got 'em lovin how we movin 'em crazy
[A] How we put it down you love the way we doin it baby

[Busta]
Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she got the gat in the purse
Niggaz need to rehearse (you)
Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart attack in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the nurse
Make you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat burst
Ask(?) me, we floss fancy, me and Angie
Take shit beyond where niggaz really can't see
Flow freakin yo' music together like we nasty
When you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass me
Do whatever we stack cheddar the smart way
Blaze treets and speed down the Pulaski Parkway
In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin all day
Checkin the passenger seat, pettin my baby sharpei (woof)
Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really harm me
I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico mami!

[Angie]
Listen up, nigga get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, other than that
Everybody suspect, don't bother come test
Funk Flex blastin with it, I'm masterin it
Linda Carter of the rap game
With gold bangles on my wrists, latin chicks on the map mayn
man the game plan's arran-gin
a house on the hills of the main-land, get on board
Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess sometimes I roll deep
Underestimating mine is to not know me
I, analyze, every situation
And I rise to any occasion
And I, stays in, do me mode then I'm
runnin the streets, in do me clothes with a
sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers
In the Benz Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas..

Lyric From Mix Lyrics

HTML Ready Article. Click on the "Copy" button to copy into your clipboard.

<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC '-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN' 'http://www.w3.org/TR/html4/loose.dtd'>; <html><head><title>Mix Lyrics | Gutter 2 The Fancy Ish</title></head><body><h3>Gutter 2 The Fancy Ish</h3><br><br> By: Angie Martinez<br><br><p>ft. Busta Rhymes<br /><br />[Busta] <br />Busta Rhymes and Angie Mar-ti-nez <br />Sippin on mar-tinis <br />Check it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon <br /><br />[Chorus: Busta Rhymes] <br />Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit, c'mon <br />Make you really wanna do the nasty shit, c'mon <br />Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit <br />Everytime we come through, me and my mans and shit <br /><br />[A] Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit <br />[B] Angie, I love the way we form a plan and shit, c'mon <br />[B] You know we got 'em lovin how we movin 'em crazy <br />[A] How we put it down you love the way we doin it baby <br /><br />[Busta] <br />Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst <br />Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she got the gat in the purse <br />Niggaz need to rehearse (you) <br />Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart attack in the church <br />Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the nurse <br />Make you react first <br />Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat burst <br />Ask(?) me, we floss fancy, me and Angie <br />Take shit beyond where niggaz really can't see <br />Flow freakin yo' music together like we nasty <br />When you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass me <br />Do whatever we stack cheddar the smart way <br />Blaze treets and speed down the Pulaski Parkway <br />In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin all day <br />Checkin the passenger seat, pettin my baby sharpei (woof) <br />Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really harm me <br />I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico mami! <br /><br />[Angie] <br />Listen up, nigga get on the bus, ride with us <br />Most high we trust, other than that <br />Everybody suspect, don't bother come test <br />Funk Flex blastin with it, I'm masterin it <br />Linda Carter of the rap game <br />With gold bangles on my wrists, latin chicks on the map mayn <br />man the game plan's arran-gin <br />a house on the hills of the main-land, get on board <br />Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep <br />Confess sometimes I roll deep <br />Underestimating mine is to not know me <br />I, analyze, every situation <br />And I rise to any occasion <br />And I, stays in, do me mode then I'm <br />runnin the streets, in do me clothes with a <br />sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers <br />In the Benz Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas..</p> <br><br> <b>Submitted By :-></b> Jan Michaels<br><br><b>Lyric From</b> <a href='http://www.mixlyrics.com/'>Mix Lyrics</a><br></body></html>

Firefox users please select/copy/paste as usual

New Members
	Sign up
	Affiliate Sign In


Nav Menu
	Home
	Login
	Submit Songs
	Submission Guidelines
	Top Lyrics
	Link Directory
	About Us
	Contact Us
	Privacy Policy
	RSS Feeds

Actions

Print This Lyric

Add To Favorites


Sponsors

Privacy Policy \| Contact us
Powered By: The Article Friendly article publishing script for php & Mysql