| Yo, i make jams sure clubs gon' blast
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| Make em' freaks dance, lose g-strings fast
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| Yes i love as and flings that don’t last
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| They call me a sophisticated thug like Rass Kass
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| Hey ma, looking like a million
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| Judging by the way you roam, is you half Italian?
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| Now my song be on, stir up the ambience
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| You my Destiny Child no need to look Beyond say
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| Whatchu wanna we can play how you wanna
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| No need to waste time and play virgin like Madonna
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| Me and you gon' hit town and paint red
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| And still keep it hiphop with throw ups and tags
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| Seen you up in mags you’s a model right?
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| And you look mighty tight, walk like a model might
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| This Joe Dolomite now get ya' mind right
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| Me and B gon' get freaky tonight
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| Verse 2 (Joe Flizzow)
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| Now it’s bout time we bring you a club banger
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| Show you to party in a hiphop manner
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| Call me hiphop santa come sit on my lap
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| Ask your friends to come over they can hang with my cats
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| While you can tell me if you’re naughty lil' thing
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| No i can’t read minds but i know what you’re thinking
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| Nasty intentions now party with me
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| And by the end of the night you gon' leave prolly wit' me
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| And know exactly why they call me Big Joe
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| And why i’ve got gurlies lined up like corn-rows, skirts up like Monroe
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| Lined out my condo, they bend like elbows
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| (Freaky?) that’s for sure
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| And at height of the night yeah i love 'em too
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| Just remember that you never gonna be my boo
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| You know how we do if you come too party
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| Joe Flow and Phase Too yo' we get rowdy…
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| (Bridge)
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| Now throw ya' hands in the air
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| And wave 'em from wall to wall
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| Well if you like the sound and you having a ball
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| Join in and say i hear y’all
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| Verse 3 (Joe Flizzow)
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| (Where you be?) You know me up in the VIP
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| Or next to the DJ rock the P-AR-TY
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| The freaks i see, know they steady watching we
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| When we roll screw a dress code we walk in free
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| They say that probably he now check the kicks son
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| We don’t bother with loafers we rocking Air Force One’s
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| Rob yuppie fools for fun call their boo’s
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| «Hey hun, come here girl screw your man i show you how it’s done» |