Lyrics:
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
Holla
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bless and OC goin back to Cali
High to the moon when I wrap the cavi
Cold in the arm, that's how the watch be
a knife fight bitch couldn't cut it
Young fresh nigga, I'm grey pouponin'
Why so sick by the time, might vomit
If I ain't the fliest then
I ain't far from
a friend along
To help me show my appreciation the right way
Ladies, Mr. Jamie Foxx
Mr. Foxx, Ladies
(Remix)
I love her 'cause she got her own
She
Call my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black Helicopters
Smash a teleprompter blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital nurse blow
it up (Twista)
[Hook:]
You ain't neva heard a slow jam like this
You ain't neva had a remix like this
You ain't neva been freaky like this
Rollin
stop till im running the city
KD told me that its time to get milky
I think its time to turn up aint no chilling
I think its time that I make niggas feel
want da bad sound call me
You want da G-mix call me
Da remix ya ya
Uh nothing else wey dey I go do
Money I go spend upon you
Girl I wanna do right by
I'm so cold, I'm so cold
Hold up now, take yo time
Let me get this right
You're trippin' on what's in front of you
Cause you're lookin' behind
to the remix
I feel like fallin' in love (fallin' in love)
I'm in the mood to fuck somethin' up (tonight I'm lovin' somethin' up, baby)
I need some drink in
something to believe in
Blame it on the alcohol
Or blame it on my weed shit
I'm tryna remix
Shots of vodka out in the club
It's a mosh pit, we're throwing up
when I was 14
What's really O.C., they put me up on probation for selling tree in O.C
And what's worse, my son came early by almost two weeks
December
me this
Do you think you could
We gonna' move to another level
(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
It's time to wake up people
(Start showing these kids)
Israel,
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne
Hey, hey,
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne
Hey, hey,
[scratches by DJ Premier]
"It's time for this real nigga shit.."
"Bumpy Knucks.."
"Ha, hah-hah"
"Niggaz can't see I.."
"Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie
cigar
Shorty rather lay by the pool side
Than stay by a fool's side
Been sleepin' on yourself too long
Time to flip the pillow over to the cool side
Yeah
Remix
Yeah, check it out
Brought to you by Blackstreet
It's the remix
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Lil' Man, Funky Mama in
and she pour up the wok (wok)
We just made a remix it about to drop, yup
Hundred on the dash 50 by the broadband
And we smoking kitty blunts feline propane
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
their cash, call him a play
Nggas bein' cheap by sellin' that
remix sent them right on they way
Every thing for sale, uh, ain't nothin' for the free,
the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in
a long and cold December
This is for the kids who are about to shoot up for their very first time
Commit their very first crime
Or bag and flip their very
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