(ALRIGHT!) (I'm my flying monkey) (OH NO! NOT THE MONKEY!) (Yes, yes the monkey)
[DJ On This shit right here is called Get It out to Soul Diggers on the beat
[Intro: Joe C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon [2 C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon [2 C'mon, niggaz, c'mon, c'mon [2 gunshots] (DJ ON POINT) C'mon, now look, now [gunshot] (Is this you want?)
1: Joe Budden] Nobody likes me, everybody me Play that jump off, all of Jers' go crazy (yeah) Model chicks buggin, talkin 'bout havin his You "Think She Likes You", you doin it like JD Pull up at the game, wrists on AC (so) For my own safety, I'm keepin it off (okay) Feds wanna indict him, blue suits wanna me (what?) My money too long for you to come and cage me Don't wile out glocks no more (naw) If I'm "Window Shoppin, " I'm probably 'bout to rob that Dog, license suspended, stash, with a nina While I'm the highway, drag racin the (c'mon) Naw they be 'em, Joey they can't see 'em No prison could hold 'em, Bowen can't D 'em (oh) Don't handcuff a ho, wife 'em and don't feed 'em should have told her, it's a privilege just to meet 'em (c'mon)
[Chorus: Joe Let's get it poppin niggaz, let's get it [2 gunshots] Let's get it my nigga, let's get it poppin [2 gunshots] You that sound, whenever they got it poppin It's, [2 gunshots], it do [gunshot], how it go [gunshot]
Let's get it poppin niggaz, let's get it poppin [BOOM, get it poppin my nigga, let's get it poppin [BOOM, BOOM] You know that sound, whenever they got it It's, [BOOM], it do [BOOM], how it go [BOOM]
[Verse 2: Joe at here Let me you why I'm that hype (why?) As soon as I started everybody started gettin signed overnight (yeah) I need green for now The murder rate's up cause they puttin Beans on everythin now I had Bugaboo bitch, kept wantin me to romance her (HO!) poppin up, I called her George Costanza (HO!) Spent time with her, realized I couldn't stand her (So) So I logged her in my as "You A Fool If You Answer" (c'mon) not a thing, my ratchet'll never leave me Fitted on tilt, I'm bitin off that (yessir) Feel like Bruce Lee-roy, if niggaz is so I put they face underwater and 'em say "sho nuff" (sho nuff, c'mon) You know how the go, every club, same hoes I ain't with the rumors the bullshit to Maino But call me if you lookin for that cocaine (why?) Then I'll spit propane and watch the whole thing blow (LETS GO!) go
(Is what you want?)
[Verse 3: Joe Look, I told 'em not to with the kid I your wig off or maybe you can save it, like Busta hair did my V at the garage, let 'em custom my whip I'm not spoiled, it's just grown accustomed to shit (OH!) I mean likes me, everybody hates me Keep that comin, watch how stronger it makes me (uh huh) Burner near by I'm ridin in that Mercedes Case one of snakes get they courage up to face me go
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