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(Cam`Ron)Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones, SantanaMan, shit ain`t changed since eighty-eight (nope)Get on the corner and push somethingDip Set! (Killah!)[Cam`Ron] (Jim Jones)Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kissYou better make it fast, I know you like what`s on my wrist(Now y`all know me from that block where we move them rocks)(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)You don`t know what its like up on that Peter PanParanoia, weeded damn, damn, but we the manProceed to jam, call us if you need a handCall us if you need some grams, (Jim Jones) Cesar CamEvery season man, Killah keep it seasoned, famCall me a (?)dobo loco papo(?), believe it man(Now what`s the chain, why`s that because I need two things)(Satisfy my need, drinking Sizzurp, now bitch just roll my weed)(Chorus: [Cam`Ron])Now push it, push it goodPush it, push it real good[Juelz Santana]Ooh baby baby, ooh baby babyOoh baby baby, Get up on this![Jim Jones]D-I-P S-E-T, that gangsta crewNiggaz know the rules, follow codes, cuz that`s how gangstas moveGet your mayo, sell that yayo, strip clubs make it rainThese thugs play the game, get bucks save that cane[Cam`Ron]After that, baby girl, Hey let`s get some bubLove, love, don`t rub, we fittin to hit the clubYeah they dance, but a lap dance they want a dubThey don`t know nan, ask Trick they love a thugBam bam, jam jam, and a handstand, ha ha so tan in the tan standRa-ra, na-na, ha-ha, la-la, mama I keep that blam blam(Chorus: [Cam`Rom])Now push it, push it goodPush it, push it real good[Cam`Ron]All my ladies cry, all I say is "my"When I`m in them thighs, all you hear is "Aye!"Why, why, "Aye!", stop it stop it "Aye!"My cock a rocket cock over so I can pop it "Aye!"You fake old G`s is corny, wack me and my breeze the dawny(?)Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so hornyCuz I`m a choosy thug, you get your booty huggedFace down, ass up, don`t stop, gitty gitty, I want some dookie love[Juelz Santana]I`m like hey baby hey, ain`t no games to playIt`s money out there, yeah it`s a gang to be madeI`m a pimp baby hey, I`m screamin "pimp pimp hooray"Scream it with me okay, now hit the strip and get paid, heyOdd money`s hard money, even money`s cheating moneySlow money`s no money, and no money`s a beating honeyPush it good, push it fast, push it rightIf a nigga push that ass, push it back, push it twice, but push it[J.R. Writer]Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O`s I bake and feed itTo the fiends with the lean, in the beam with the creamWith a team that`s straight from phoenixThat man that loses, face the music, still get cake like RegisHey ma it`s J.R., you know I had to make the remixSee I push it cook it, push and cook it, push to cook itAnd roll wit cooks that`s crooked, old G`s who look and cooks itYou`ll get sprayed and showered, wit K`s and Cal`s, toupee devouredShots ring, bang bang, you hit, he hitHave your block put up a bouquet of flowers(Chorus: [Cam`Ron])Now push it, push it goodPush it, push it real good[Juelz Santana]Ooh baby baby, ooh baby babyOoh baby baby, Get up on this!

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