[Intro & "Touch it - bring it - babe - it - it - leave it - stop - format it" 6x]
[Intro: Busta (Lloyd Banks)] Aiy yo (It ain't over) we done created another epidemic for the streets nigga Just y'all thought it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!! I know you thought we was finished, bitch!!! (G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!! REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX Aiy yo just imagine if cut the lights off in the club
[Verse 1: Lloyd (Busta Rhymes)] (Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a flow this shorty nobody can hold his click Them hoes they probably on my dick The chocolate look good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I STAY THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY KISS YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE IN THE SKY AND THE HUMAN BEING NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY (Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been for a minute But I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a Everybody talk money everybody run with that bowl of smaller than the arm of a midget (TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE RING IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU DO IT THE SAME BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM
"Touch it - bring it - babe - it - turn it - leave it - stop - it" 4x]
2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)] (Get low X) Anything it's took, it's gone be a Come through like "hmmm, I'm goon take now?" Whatever the fuck I want, me dog It gets even when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP) NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU TO FRONT HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN AND IMA HIT YOU WHERE YOU (WHAT) NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY (Get Low X) Get that do, that do? How that do? you faggot, I shot at you And You and you mans butt, you in your man's truck But your is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!) YOU KNOW HOW THAT SHIT GOES, LET SHIT GO NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME FROM THE GETGO (WHAT) GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' YOU AGAIN FUCK IT, SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE
"Touch it - bring it - babe - it - turn it - it - stop - format it" 4x]
[Verse 3: DMX & J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)] Swizz is the monster, X is the Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece Stay off the streets, tired of to y'all niggaz I'ma stick a at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP) I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT) AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, IS CAN I. D. THE BODY A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!) Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh) Mary J. Blige to handle my biz (Uh huh) I'm on my grown woman I rep for the kids In every hood, and all my doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!) NOW YOU WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY LOOKIN ALL PALE I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!) Well let me you how we do (Ha!) I gotta everyone for coppin The Breakthrough (Uh huh) Bus did take one the remix is two You love the way we re inventin' how we just new (TURN IT UP!!) HOW WE SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!) ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!) GOT YOU PARTYIN AND DANCIN AND A BALL AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND
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[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)] (oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in Like it I be spankin' them and pullin' they hair Theirs a freak in your presence im makin' it clear Then you all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!) GET HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO COME THROUGH CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW AND THE TRUTH THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW GET UP RIGHT IN YA AND HOLLA NE-YO (Get Low Boy) what you wanna do I ain't got time to deal with your This shit was designed to put you in the tryna' do nasty with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!) IM A FREAKY BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT YA BOY WORKIN WIT AND IM KINDA CUTE WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN MOUTH
"Touch it- it - babe - watch it - turn it - it - stop - format it" 4x]
[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)] (Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on club banger Smack you in your mouth make you your pulp razor Pop a couple bottles laugh about it Bus later Bare I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!) I GOT ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE THE BRONX ON MY FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE FINGER YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP ON THE TRIGGER FINGER (Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you understand I got New City in the palm of my hand Now I could make a fist and let it crumble ridiculous Or I could smack the world with a New York (TURN IT UP!!) I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE IF IT HAPPENS RIP HIS JACKET SPLIT HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!) PICK UP A MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN WITH A GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM
"Touch it - bring it - - watch it - it - leave it - stop - format it" 4x]
[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)] (Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in hood {Uh huh} These screamin damn Rah still be lookin good {Yeah} They do little mack he askin me who I tapped Ain't none of your concern you a G it hap (TURN IT UP!!) WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE HIS BRAIN (Uh) ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS ACTIN HE MY MAN WANNA STRESS A OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE SAYIN DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME (Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there stuck (Ha!) He thinkin cause he a little dough I'm 'gon fuck If money a thang I'm sayin let a bitch know Type to your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!) NOW HE ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANYPLACE I COULD FIND HIT THE IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, WANNA
"Touch it- bring it - - watch it - turn it - it - stop - format it" 3x]
[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ] Bus this is man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!) I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put your up on me {Woo!!!} Kiss it touch it, good, yes I you would (TURN IT UP!!) YOU TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1) DON'T IT LOOK I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG BOY YOU THAT CHEECH AND CHONG (Get low Missy!) Have you ever seen thickness in a thong on!} You can hit it like a game of ping If you give me two of it strong Nigga bring it on I let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!) NOW BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN HERE THIS YEAR BE Y'ALL BE BEWARE MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME NEAR I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M BRITNEY
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[Verse 8: Rhymes] (Get low Bus!) You see me you me the streets declare me God of the hood You niggaz is and wishin you could Be the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers good you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!) CAUSE I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT THE WAY I BE DOIN HISTORICAL INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK I TAKE YOUR WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT (Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I playin There's no more delayin I'm comin and The street with the heat now up the beat until you go deaf I eat a nigga until nothin left (TURN IT UP!!) NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M DOIN THE T RESPECT IT YOU BETTER GET THE SALUTIN ME YOU SEE ME LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M I PAINT THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO
"Touch it - bring it - babe - it - turn it - leave it - stop - it" 4x]