| Slip-N-Slide Records
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| Uhh, fin' to take it to da house
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| Just get on up and («Get down!»)
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| Callin my peoples all across the world
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| This song goes out to all the boys and girls
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| You want them thugs to come and turn yo' party out
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| You better take it to da house, (c'mon) now (uh uh uh)
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| (uh. yessuh!)
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| Slip-N-Slide get loose
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| Mo' punch than your bowl of juice
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| And ain’t nobody mo' jiggier then us
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| Stuff so ruff it causes head rush like what?
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| Give it to me bring it here
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| Don’t stop girl shake it here shake it there
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| Let Money Mark get off in yo' derriere
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| We off da chain fo' the whole year
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| So if you look with a big ol' butt
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| live in yo' own crib and make yo own bucks (yessuh!)
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| Hit me up, Tre+ dot com
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| and tell me where you from, uhh.
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| Smoked out, choked out, we get
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| off da chain like we just broke out
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| You don’t know bout me J. Dot
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| When I come though all the haters get hot
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| Cause I got mo' hoes, mo' dank
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| Mo' cheese in da bank, mo' rank
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| My dawgs on dubs, yours ain’t
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| My dawgs do whatever, yours cain’t
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| Cause we them niggaz that’s gon' make you
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| get up out yo seat and («Get down!»)
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| We don’t play we — take it to da house
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| M.I.A. |
| — take it to da house
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| This the way we — take it to da house
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| Take it to da house — take it to da house
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| Three-oh-five — take it to da house
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| Boy we got dat fire — take it to da house
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| Slip-N-Slide — take it to da house
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| Take it to da house — take it to da house
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| Okay play with it yo ain’t no stoppin it
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| S-N-S and we rock rock rockin it
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| We gon' lock it and do our thang
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| Cause my dream team takin all the rings
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| I got, Tre+ who beatin much guts
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| and uhh, Deuce Pop' pimpin news non-stop an'
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| Lost Tribe to my side just vibin
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| And J.B. gon' ball with me
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| T double D, he off in that 'Xcursion
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| Swervin all on the curve with a virgin
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| And I’m Trina, you heard my name
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| I’m still «Da Baddest"ain't a damn thang changed
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| Now it’s time to get down with yo boy C.O.
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| It’s me n Money Mark in the big freak show
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| Niggaz recognize, hoes do too
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| When I creep through the room with the Slip-N-Slide crew
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| Gimme room cause I’m buckwild man
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| I’ll get’cha krunk, get’cha loose in the sand
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| Tre+ and we’re runnin it still
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| Funk Boogie, spin the wheel!
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| Well order two mo' bottles of Crissy Cris'
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| and get drunk pissy while you listen to this
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| All you rookie-ass niggaz don’t try the shit
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| Some busta-ass niggaz can’t buy a hit
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| Gimme a break, and a beat I can vibe with
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| A Nik Kwest (?) video and a fine bitch
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| 'Bout fifty-five spins and a mic check
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| and you’ll play my shit
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| I never had sex that costed
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| I fuck so much I’m exhausted
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| And this new shit I’m flossin
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| I got that cause I ran with the Dolphins, huh
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| Slip-N-Slide's fin' ta take it to da house
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| New hot shit, fo' you to ride out
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| And for the niggaz that tried there’s nuttin left
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| Yo' hoe must think we somethin else
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| Fuck fame, we out to get paid
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| Born and raised in the County of Dade
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| Take it to da house |