Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Busta Rhymes Feat Estelle - World Go Round ------------------------------------------ It?s been a long time, I shouldn?t have left you But now I came back to step through Think of how many weak dudes you hurtled Time ups, sorry I met you Listen to them, you see I?m back with a gem And you know that I always keep it hot to the end And again and again, that?s how we make the world go round, round Go round, round Go round, round Go round, round Just feel my presence, better than ever Back with a vengeance Hey slide on, baby just ride on I?ll give you everything, people rely on, my n*gga The heat that meat get fried on Stilla drop shit that murder the club Call it the killa Stand up with my back on the wall And let her throw her ass, that?s what a thug do Put it down, rep how we rep N*ggas know we ball If you ain?t know, we bought up the club too Baby girl get it, let?s swing it right back to the crib And I hit it, she loves the way I split it See when I come they love how I?m moving And they worship the kid, and how I?m really doing it Shit, make baby girl moist I?m stepping in the club, valet the Rolls Royce We?ll be talking, bottle popping Disco rocking, hardcore party I feel like money and cashmere These things make the world go round, round Go round, round Go round, round Go round, round ? Now what the hell are you looking for? Watch how a n*gga bring the ceiling to the floor See the way I do and get a little raw now Break something See the way we kicking in the door now When I come see your friends in the Porsche now Do what I say, women to the floor now More?s what I?m coming to get World tour now, n*gga charter the jet Got women sweating, and they ready and they willing I step to the telly, while I steady do the diddy bop Itchy with it, shorty getting really hot Witty with it, the way I?m quick to make the city stop Wild all night, mami know the routine Style so right and I?m creating a new scene Bang shit that?ll make mami come and put it on you While I give it to you Cause you know I?m back to do for you We?ll be talking, bottle popping Disco rocking, hardcore party I feel like money and cashmere These things make the world go round, round Go round, round Go round, round Go round, round