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"Push It"

Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones,
Man, shit changed since eighty-eight (nope)
Get on the and push something
Dip Set! (Killah!)

(Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you what's on my wrist
(Now y'all know me from that block where we move rocks)
(You better make it fast, your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its up on that Peter Pan
Paranoia, damn, damn, but we the man
Proceed to jam, call us if you a hand
Call us if you some grams, (Jim Jones) Cesar Cam
Every season man, Killah it seasoned, fam
me a (?)dobo loco papo(?), believe 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 push it, push it
Push it, it real good

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

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

After that, girl, Hey let's get some bub
Love, love, don't rub, we fittin to hit the
Yeah they dance, but a lap 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 keep that blam

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

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 cock a 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, like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty
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 a gang to be made
I'm a baby 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
Slow no money, and no money's a beating honey
it good, push it fast, push it right
If a nigga push 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 the lean, in the beam with the cream
With a team straight from phoenix
man that loses, face the music, still get cake like Regis
Hey ma it's J.R., you know I had to 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 block put up a bouquet of flowers

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

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