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[Intro - Jadakiss - talking]
A haha, yeah, Evey, Jada
Just Blaze, break it down
Let`s Go, uh huh,
See we gon` Bring down the House right now
D-Block style, what up, what up
Double R, Evey, Just Blaze, Jada
They Ain`t Ready, who woulda believed
uh huh, yeah
[Eve - talking behind Jadakiss during Intro]
Uh, yeah, c`mon, c`mon
Uh, uh ohhh, uh, yeah, c`mon
uh uh, c`mon, c`mon, uh, yo, yo
[Eve]
Soon as I walk in all eyes on me, ain`t got no time for the talkin
It`s time to get the party sparkin
Crowd starts to slip for the darlin
Proceed with caution, I`m warnin
Yeah, hand clap I feel it from the back in the spot pack
Let`s show the fellas, have Papi stop that
I`m here to unwind, two step wit a thug relax and fall back
No outlet for a plug, c`mon, I`m in the zone daddy
You got to leave, and no don`t stop movin `til the end a the song
Whole club starin at me, how I do it is known
Watchin my niggas gettin wild off a shots of Petron
Uh, know you feelin me, you can`t handle the chick
Watchin the bottom, take never puttin your hands on me
It`s always one that gotta test you out
Can`t even dance without a nigga tryin to stress you out, yeah
[Chorus - Eve] (Jadakiss)
Fella, hit the dance floor don`t play shy (uh uh)
Can`t leave her alone starin at her all night (uh huh)
That`s what you want, says you need her in your life (yeah)
You better pick her up
(Uh, yeah I hear you ma and that`s all cool
But I`m a go over here and do me you can go do you
Grown folks don`t play games they make moves
So let me hold somethin` huh)
[Jadakiss]
Yeah, I steps in like give me my space (what up)
They wanna know who it is, my hat low can`t see my face
And it`s just too hard to hate Kiss
For now give me a water then send a guard or waitress
I`m a be in the rear burnin a fat one
Somethin to hold me down, until the yak come
Gotta a 5 sack on the couch they ready
Three piece over there but they kinda heavy
Great chicks waitin on the word
And I got the older ones hatin on the birds
I wanna know, am I am pimp or a zip outta luck
Bishop Don Juan betta get my cup
And they ain`t pay me to get on the mic
But if it`s goin down then I might just pop shit on the mic
And before I let go please let me get anotha glass of Exo
Ready let`s go
[Chorus]
[Eve]
Starin as I glide by
Four inches add a extra somethin to it, switch catchin all the side eyes
Saw somethin nice, but I never chase
And don`t stop my movements while I cute face `um
He lookin ok, I`m feelin alright
Crazy we ain`t leavin `til the sunlight
Partyin is worth it baby, only if it`s done right
Over for you limited funds dudes that ain`t nice
Don`t matter where you from shake ya asses
It`s on and poppin right now raise ya glasses
Front to the back a the club this shit rude
And you frontin if you up on the wall, c`mon boo
Uh, I`m gettin stalked every step a the way
But my dogs watch heavy while I`m out to play
Fantasizin while my hips move all in your face
Hopin I turn around and pull you close, give you a taste
[Chorus]
