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"Push It"

Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones,
Man, shit ain't changed since (nope)
Get on the corner and 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 that block where we them rocks)
(You better it fast, watch your 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, call us if you need a
us if you need some grams, (Jim Jones) Cesar Cam
Every season man, keep it seasoned, fam
me a (?)dobo loco 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)

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

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, 'cause that's how gangstas
Get your mayo, sell that yayo, clubs make it rain
These play the game, get bucks save that cane

After that, baby girl, Hey let's get bub
Love, love, rub, we fittin to hit the club
they dance, but a lap dance they want a dub
They 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 blam blam

[Chorus:
Now it, push it good
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 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 thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty, I want some dookie love

Santana]
I'm like hey baby hey, no games to play
It's money out there, yeah a gang to be made
I'm a pimp baby hey, I'm screamin "pimp hooray"
Scream it with me okay, now hit the and get paid, hey
Odd money's hard money, money's cheating money
Slow money's no money, and no a beating honey
Push it good, push it fast, it right
If a push that ass, push it back, push it twice, but push it

[J.R.
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O's I and feed it
To the fiends the lean, in the beam with the cream
With a team that's straight phoenix
That man that loses, face the music, still get cake like
Hey ma it's J.R., you know I had to make the
See I push it cook it, and cook it, push to cook it
And wit cooks that's 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 put up a bouquet of flowers

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

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