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Got my boom box, suntan lotion waiting for action
They say when you play with skills, good luck could happen
Let's go
 
(C'mon) It's the Roc
He den stepped on my Jay's
These just came out
He den stepped on my Jay's

I, I, I see you lil' Daddy you look sexy with them j's on
I pull up in
way
Got my boom box, suntan lotion waiting for action
They say when you play with skills, good luck could happen
Let's go
 
(C'mon) It's the Roc
the fuck is bounce up in your truck when you start to conduct
Yourself in a way that be makin you want to fuck
Wild out in the spot, and get to actin like
the fuck is bounce up in your truck when you start to conduct
Yourself in a way that be makin you want to fuck
Wild out in the spot, and get to actin like
the building - oh yeah
(New Jay-Z!)  It's Young, c'mon!

That shit sound like some superhero music right there (okay)
Sound like my theme muh'fucking song
crew 
So what you do, is back up if you work for Bush 
Cause all the Presidential prison pushin politicians 
gotta get MUSHED, gimme back my land you
about
I'm a fresh MC, who's on his way
To be an MC with the most to say
And to all those out there, that don't know me
I go by the name of D. M. C
flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the fuck is Jay-Z
(God damn traffic is getting on my nerve)
(I see your face by the curb)
Goddamn dog I been
amuk, you're not in a rut
Each and everybody out there, we got the notion

We want to see y'all all in motion

Just shake, wiggle jump up and down
Move
Looking down the barrel of a gun 
All the drinks are free and your ex is gone 
Another day in the sun has got you all fucked up 
Watch out this is
the hay
She cranks my tractor with just one kiss
Mama it doesn't get any countrier than this 

Now mama I know she didn't grow up on a farm
But she
with them thugs from the are-O-see
Sigel Sigel in the house

[Beanie Sigel]
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
H, O V A
The Blueprint 2 baby, on the way
H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave

[Jay-Z]
Can't y'all, see that he's fake, the rap version
Pickin' up the pieces, nephews and nieces
Chocolate in a peanut butter cup, called Reese's
Took a little break, for goodness sake
Gotta chill, get ill,
Chicago, I'm trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got
acts I'm trying to get on, and like there wasn't nothin really like
poppin' off the way
is bounce up in your truck when you start to conduct
Yourself in a way that be makin you want to f****
Wild out in the spot, and get to actin like
take this ride, make you feel it
Inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you
diss my dudes
Out of respect I couldn't check my once fist tight crew
Never in front of you, I couldn't get that rude

And I don't give a fuck but I
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won't hold my hand no more)
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that
Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won't give me no money)
Get off
it
Inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
get off my dick
Pull up to the bumper baby
And kiss my motherfuckin ass!

As we come, together, forever, whenever
The clever get better (better) so
You better - are-E-S-P-E-see-T me"

I got this French chick that love to french kiss
She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
My, cherie
c'mon

H.O.V.A
I got my mojo back, baby, oh, behave
Naw, naw, don't be afraid
Y'all an' your articles, hard to spit at Jay

y'all from a far threw
It's a most unusual play
Feel like throwing my tickets away,
'Cause the boy gets the boy
And the girl gets the girl
And it's way too far off