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"Push It"

Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones,
Man, shit ain't changed since (nope)
Get on the corner and push
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 know me from that where we move them rocks)
(You better it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know its like up on that Peter Pan
Paranoia, damn, damn, but we the man
Proceed to jam, us if you need a hand
Call us if you need some grams, (Jim Jones) Cam
Every season man, Killah it seasoned, fam
Call me a (?)dobo papo(?), believe it man
(Now the chain, why's that because I need two things)
(Satisfy my need, drinking Sizzurp, now just roll my weed)

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

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

Jones]
D-I-P S-E-T, gangsta crew
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 get some bub
Love, love, don't rub, we to hit the club
Yeah dance, but a lap dance they want a dub
don't know 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 that blam blam

[Chorus:
Now push it, push it
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!", stop it it "Aye!"
My cock a rocket 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 thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, stop, gitty gitty, I want some dookie love

Santana]
I'm like hey baby hey, ain't no to play
It's money out there, yeah it's a gang to be
I'm a pimp hey, I'm screamin "pimp pimp hooray"
Scream it me okay, now hit the strip and get paid, hey
Odd money's hard money, even cheating money
money's no money, and no money's a beating honey
Push it good, it fast, push it right
If a nigga push that ass, push it back, 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 the cream
With a that's straight from phoenix
That man that loses, face the music, still get cake Regis
Hey ma it's J.R., you I had to make the remix
See I it cook it, push and cook it, push to cook it
And roll wit cooks crooked, old G's who look and cooks it
You'll get and showered, wit K's and Cal's, toupee devoured
Shots ring, bang, you hit, he hit
Have your block put up a bouquet of

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

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