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"Push It"

Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones,
Man, shit ain't since eighty-eight (nope)
Get on the corner and push
Dip Set! (Killah!)

(Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes me a kiss
You better make it fast, I you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch 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, us if you need a hand
Call us if you need grams, (Jim Jones) Cesar Cam
Every man, Killah keep it seasoned, fam
Call me a (?)dobo papo(?), believe it man
(Now what's the chain, that because I need two things)
(Satisfy my need, drinking Sizzurp, now bitch roll my weed)

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

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

[Jim
D-I-P S-E-T, that gangsta
Niggaz know the rules, follow codes, 'cause that's how gangstas
Get your mayo, that yayo, strip clubs make it rain
These thugs the game, get bucks save that cane

After that, baby girl, Hey let's get bub
Love, love, don't rub, we to hit the club
Yeah dance, but a lap dance they want a dub
They don't nan, ask Trick they 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, mama I keep that 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 them thighs, all you is "Aye!"
Why, why, "Aye!", stop it 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 live too, just 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 want some love

Santana]
I'm like hey baby hey, ain't no to play
It's money out there, yeah it's a to be made
I'm a pimp baby hey, I'm screamin "pimp hooray"
it with me okay, now hit the strip and get paid, hey
Odd money's hard money, even money's cheating
Slow money's no money, and no money's a beating
Push it good, push it fast, push it
If a nigga that ass, push it back, push it twice, but push it

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

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

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