[Intro - voice - talking] + (Female voice) (*echo*) (Keep it baby) This is a world Uh oh, yeah, talk to 'em Bring the back!, c'mon
[Chorus - Male + (Female voice) (Keep it baby) Yeah, we see you (Keep it baby) One-Eye, we see you too (Keep it baby) Busta, Dirtbag and ...
[Verse 1 - I'm in their motherfuckin that got the rag on in the wheel Motherfucker come up the money in the deal Suede headliner, paint shinin the grill You're on the lookin motherfucker, how you feel? See your boy plottin, talkin you got steel That's gonna get you popped, probably get your ass I see you little motherfuckers, up in it, chill I hear your heart pumpin brothers don't it can't spill I from Louisiana, bananas get peeled This ain't no propaganda, my that's real Ain't promotin no violence, encitin violence, nigga chill And if I said not to move, you motherfuckers be still Chopper ain't in the driver's side, that a make your man Get your motherfuckin ass out the car, yeah you know the And now on by conscious to who the fuck that you appeal Niggaz get ya, that's how they pay they motherfuckin bills down
- Mystikal] + (Female voice) - w/ ad libs from Dirtbag Keep it (Keep it baby) doin it (Keep it baby) Keep it (Keep it baby) (Keep it baby)
(Dirtbag!)
2 - Dirtbag] Hey me and misses sippin Crissy up in the clubs and Oh my god! touchin the suds huh I'ma gangsta, for you little your homie shrug When askin "what's up" That's when I pull up, finish what I've Jump in the car, flip the God and roll a (yee!) You can't see, boy's from Miami Ears Sammy Sosa, bitch we're takin over underneath my eyes, I ain't sleep in days I'm in the bushes a K, your semi's gon' spray Eat mangos and grapes, as your decay Bunny holes and yay, you had us in ninth Hey what can I say, suflet and Moet on the dawn of day We went dead broke, to makin big millas beater chinchillas, life can't get no realer, nigga
[Chorus - Rhymes] + (Female voice) (Keep it baby) Mystikal, Violator, (Keep it baby) Dirtbag, Violator, (Keep it baby) Busta-Bus, Y'all must know how to 'em Here we go, yeah, bap
3 - Busta Rhymes] This shit ain't over motherfucker, wait a second God of this rap, it's only right that I end the "Violator" nigga, with my knife cut you up a "Violator" nigga, we fuck you up Don't you ever think or even try to on a tread Flipmode, Violator, known for just your head Huh, the way we drop it, we ready and able In others words, your whole rap roster whack, give me label Whenever, whatever, whoever be they better Test "Violator" man to five labels together Flow sick, so and it gives me the pleasure Got a lotta shit, flow switched a change of the weather Throw on my high beam my ride clean The cop seen now your all big team Well let me hal-swing, along, do your thing now my sting, crown Busta-bus king now
[Chorus - Rhymes] + (Female voice) (Keep it baby) keep doin it baby (Keep it baby) We gon' keep doin it (Keep it baby) Check it, I'ma doin it baby (Keep it baby)
[Outro - Male 3! DJ countin the door down and the big dog Squad, shitonniggaz.com go! (uh oh) Lighty, I see you man Busta Rhymes, Mystikal, (c'mon) a Cool & Dre epidemic Who wanna test, Who wanna test, 3