Ante Up (Remix|Explicit) - M.O.P./Busta Rhymes/Teflon/Remi Martin

Lyrics by：Jamal Grinnage/Eric Murry/Daryl Pittman/Linwood Starling/Trevor Smith

Composed by：Jamal Grinnage/Eric Murry/Daryl Pittman/Linwood Starling/Trevor Smith

Produced by：Dr. Period

Busta Ryhmes：

Attention please attention please

This s**t here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed

Motherf**ker

Busta Rhymes now M.O.P. now

What you want now

What you want now

What you want now

What you want now

What you want now

What you want now

What you want now

What you want want want want want want buck buck

Ante up no cut that fool

They want to act stupid gun-butt that fool

When I cock that tool n***a run your d**n jewels

Fore we f**k around and lay you up in your own blood pool n***a

Hunt you down n***a run your a*s down

Unleash the hounds 'til them n***as'll gun your a*s down stop it

You fronting like this was a thing of the past

With tattoos over the scars a n***a left on your a*s

My n***as think lopsided bust they gat cross-sided

In the subways they rob trains running along-side it

See motherf**ker we don't play with that s**t

And if you want your s**t back you had to pay for that s**t

You little costume n***as Romper-Room n***as

Get you in the night or early in the afternoon n***as

We taking your whole s**t while we pass through

Even the shirt off your back n***a run that too

Remy Ma：

I catch you backstage give me the keys to the Escalade

You think you cute ho take off them Gucci shades

I get my dogs to do you dirty they all 730

Rock a ski-mask whether it's June or February

I take your show money take your 'dro money

Yo yap that fool cause I don't know money

For my peeps that hate slow money I put em in the industry

So they can come and take all your money

Wish I could bring Pun back b***h run that

B***h run that b***h run that

So keep acting like you don't know where the funds at

And I'mma show y'all motherf**kers where the guns at

Ante up yo yap that b***h

She try to spaz out then smack that b***h

Ho you don't be rhyming you still memorizing

Remy want them godd**n diamonds

M.O.P.：

Ante up yap that fool

Ante up kidnap that fool

It's the perfect timing you see the man shining

Get up off them godd**n diamonds

Ante up yap that fool

Ante up kidnap that fool

Get him

Get him

Get him hit him

Hit him

Hit him

Yap him

ZAP HIM

Yap him

ZAP HIM

Teflon：

Ante up yap that fool

F**k hip-hop rip pockets snatch jewels

Ante up

What my whole family nuts

Run up yo' stash house tie granny up

Make you strip butt-naked

Young buck got struck with the gun butt

For what

For tryin' to tuck the necklace

I'm young hungry armed and reckless

On the streets with a death wish

Don't hide when you see me I'm on the guestlist

Lil' Fame：

Ante up

Show no mercy

B.K. n***a thirsty thirsty

We bang hollows you misrepresentin the game

Motherf**ker you're lame and your chain hollow

Hit him

Hit him

Hit him flash the tech

Yap your chain smash the lens in your specs

Listen it's Lil' Fame right

With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai

Billy Danze：

Hey yo I'm firing outta coppertop city with a whole empire

A clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of fiya

Eat deep dirt n***a it's Berk'

I put in work until it hurt n***a step

Easy out the truck punk 'fore I leave your a*s leaking

I'mma bang 'til the springs in this thang start squeaking

Die cocksucker boom bap boom bap

Aight motherf**ker what's wrong with you

M.O.P.：

Ante up yap that fool

Ante up kidnap that fool

It's the perfect timing you see the man shining

Get up off them godd**n diamonds

Ante up yap that fool

Ante up kidnap that fool

Get him

Get him

Get him hit him

Hit him

Hit him

Yap him

ZAP HIM

Yap him

ZAP HIM