Karaoke Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See by Busta Rhymes, Jamal — sing along with lyrics on Singa

Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See Karaoke

JamalBusta Rhymes

LyricsPut Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See

Ah yeah

Flipmode

Here we come

'Bout to fucking explode

Flipmode

Busta Bus

Nine-seven

Hot shit

Check it out

Hit you with no delaying

so what you saying yo

Silly with my nine milli

what the deally yo

When I be on the mic yes

I do my duty yo

Wild up in the club

like we wild in the studio

You don't wanna violate

##### really and truly yo

My main thug

##### named Julio

He moody yo

Type of ##### that'll

slap you with the toolio

Bitch ##### scared to death

Act fruity yo

Fuck that look at shorty

She a little cutie yo

The way she shake it make me

wanna get all in the booty yo

Tap mistresses then banging

bitches in videos

Wilding with my freak

like we up in the freak shows

Hit you with the shit make you

feel it all in your toes

Hot shit got all you niggas

in wet clothes

Styling my metaphors

when I formulate my flows

If you don't know you fucking

with lyrical player pros like that

Do you really wanna

party with me

Let me see

just what you got for me

Put all your hands

where my eyes can see

Straight buckwilding

in the place to be

If you really wanna

party with me

Let me see

just what you got for me

Put all your hands

where my eyes can see

Straight buckwilding

in the place to be

If you really wanna

party with me

In God we trust

Yo it's a must that you heard

of us yo we murderous

A lot of ###### is wondering

and they curious

How me and my ###### do it

it's so mysterious

Furious all of my #####

is serious

Shook ##### be walking

around fearing us

Front ##### like you

don't wanna be hearing us

Gotta listen to how radio

be playing us

Thirty times a day

shit'll make you delirious

Damaging everything all up

in your areas

Yo it's funny how

all the chickens

be always serving us

All up in between they ass

where they wanna carry us

Hit you good then I hit

'em off with the alias

Various chickens

they wanna marry us

Yo it's Flipmode my #####

you know we 'bout to bust

Seven-figure money

the label preparing us

Bite the dust instead

of you making a fuss

###### know better

'cause there ain't no

comparing us

Mad at us ##### is never

we fabulous

Hit my people off with the flow

that be marvelous

Oh shit my whole

clique victorious

Taking no prisoners

###### is straight up warriors

While you feeling that

I know you be feeling

so glorious

Then I blaze and reminisce

on my ##### Notorious

Do you really wanna

party with me

Let me see just

what you got for me

Put all your hands

where my eyes can see

Straight buckwilding

in the place to be

If you really wanna

party with me

Let me see

just what you got for me

Put all your hands

where my eyes can see

Straight buckwilding

in the place to be

If you really wanna

party with me

Composer
Trevor Smith, SEALS, JIMMY
Lyrics
Trevor Smith, R. Smith, Roger Munroe, SEALS, JIMMY, Darrol Durant
Publisher
Kobalt Music Services America Inc, Alshamighty Music, T’ziah’s Music, Big Baller Music, Sony/ATV Acuff Rose Music
Copyright owner
R. Smith, Roger Munroe, Darrol Durant, Trevor Smith, SEALS, JIMMY