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"Push It"

Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones,
Man, shit ain't changed since (nope)
Get on the corner and something
Dip Set! (Killah!)

(Jim Jones)]
Yo yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like on my wrist
(Now y'all me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its like up on that Pan
Paranoia, damn, damn, but we the man
Proceed to jam, call us if you need a
us if you need some grams, (Jim Jones) Cesar Cam
Every season man, Killah it seasoned, fam
Call me a (?)dobo loco papo(?), it man
(Now the chain, why's that because I need two things)
(Satisfy my need, drinking Sizzurp, now bitch roll my weed)

[Chorus:
Now it, push it good
Push it, it real good

[Juelz
Ooh baby baby, ooh baby
Ooh baby, Get up on this!

Jones]
D-I-P S-E-T, that crew
know the rules, follow codes, 'cause that's how gangstas move
Get your mayo, sell that yayo, strip make it rain
These thugs play the game, get bucks save that

After that, girl, Hey let's get some bub
Love, love, rub, we fittin to hit the club
Yeah they dance, but a lap dance want a dub
They don't know nan, ask Trick love a thug
Bam bam, jam jam, and a handstand, ha ha so tan in the tan
Ra-ra, na-na, ha-ha, la-la, I keep that blam blam

Cam'Rom]
Now push it, it good
Push it, push it real

All my cry, all I say is "my"
When I'm in thighs, all you hear is "Aye!"
Why, why, "Aye!", it stop it "Aye!"
My a rocket cock over so I can pop it "Aye!"
You old G's is corny, wack me and my breeze the dawny(?)
Hard, we too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty gitty, I some dookie love

Santana]
I'm like hey baby hey, no games to play
It's money out there, it's a gang to be made
I'm a pimp baby hey, I'm screamin "pimp hooray"
Scream it with me okay, now hit the and get paid, hey
Odd hard money, even money's cheating money
money's no money, and no money's a beating honey
Push it good, push it fast, it right
If a nigga push that ass, push it back, push it twice, but it

[J.R.
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O's I and feed it
To the fiends with the lean, in the beam with the
With a that's straight from phoenix
That man that loses, face the music, still get cake like
Hey ma it's J.R., you know I had to the remix
See I push it cook it, push and cook it, push to it
And wit cooks that's crooked, old G's who look and cooks it
get sprayed and showered, wit K's and Cal's, toupee devoured
Shots ring, bang, you hit, he hit
Have your put up a bouquet of flowers

Cam'Ron]
Now it, push it good
Push it, push it real

Santana]
Ooh baby, ooh baby baby
Ooh baby, Get up on this!