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"Push It"

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

(Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes me a kiss
You make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all know me from block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get by cops)
You don't what its like up on that Peter Pan
Paranoia, damn, damn, but we the man
to jam, call us if you need a hand
Call us if you need some grams, (Jim Jones) Cam
Every man, Killah keep it seasoned, fam
Call me a (?)dobo papo(?), believe it man
(Now what's the chain, why's because I need two things)
(Satisfy my need, Sizzurp, now bitch just roll my weed)

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

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

[Jim
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
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
they dance, but a lap dance they want a dub
They don't know nan, ask Trick 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, I keep that blam 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 rocket cock 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 choosy thug, you get your hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty, I want some dookie love

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

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

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