Address Me As Mister (remix) by Papoose
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo Kayslay, Papoose (huh)
I finna cook some shit in the kitchen with ya'll niggas
Let's go
[Busta Rhymes:]
Busa Bus and Papoose will come and really hurt this
I fuck you niggas up, see none of you niggas serve a
purpose
I hook on niggas like Kareem and jail em like Julius
servants
See these niggas powerless on how we reemarges
So deserving of the title, crown it, whatever you call
it
And though you niggas was havin fun, see we come to
spoil it
Treatin niggas like the shit they are, flush em down
the toilet
Bitch see you can't afford it, see I'm advising you to
forfeit
Gotta come up off it, homie what you doin ain't that
importent
See we don't need what you got plus the street don't
want it
Yo Pap come get these niggas and slap them across the
face
With some more venomous rap, spike the strappers up on
our waist
When we in the place, I know you know he we do this
nigga
If you think you new muthafucka, I'm the newest nigga
With the newest money, with the newest album, the
newest label
The newest cars, cribs, roll chains, used to call them
cable
New commercial landscapes, get me a new stable of
bitches
Their thoroughbreds, I'm meticulous and very anal
About how I'm gonna strike and attack you cus I'm able
And give it to you niggas back and white like I'm
interracial
And continue to keep it lyrical just to make them hate
you
Sometimes make me so cynical until I come and stick you
Stick a pitch fork in em, watch while I come to take
them up
To another level, if you sleep, we came to wake em up
[Chrous: Busta Rhymes]
See you might get a blister when we give you the heat
Better address me as mister, see me in the streets
Mr. Papoose, Mr. Busa Bus, this is grown man shit
Repect niggas like they born with it
The hood they always talk with it (you hear them talkin
about us?)
But we the top rank, flawless in our weight class
You niggas don't really want problems, see every time
we come with it
Shit is obvious, you muthafuckas straight ass
[Papoose:]
Papoose, you can call me Mr. Clientele
My mixtapes make more sales the Nextel
I ain't hard to find, they know where I dwell, hell
Never been a chubby niggas, I'm skinny like twelve 12s
You had that cocaine for so long it smells stale
I make hell sales, my caine GOAT like LL
Rip the smif n wessun with quick aggression
And get the reppin, rip the nigga's neck in
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