Lyrics:
[Hook: The Game]
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
[Verse 18: Bun B]
I'm comin' straight outta P.A.T., like
Christina with me
I got the, I got the moves
I got the, I got the moves
Like Mick Jagger, I'm a big bagger
There ain't no stopping my moves
When the Sig clap
the chair and then I break out the kush
I hope she like banana, 'cause I got that Fruit by the Foot
Now, she say she love me, well, I love her when
You know by now, I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody
I know you want it
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh
For my dirty, dirty
D.c. What?
Uh, yeah, uh, T.S.
Remix y'all
Remix y'all
Remix y'all
The remix
a snitch
They want to
Clock my moves
Ain't got time
For that shit
I got it like
It's jagger
Maroon 5
Your bitch
When I get
On stage
They fall in love
With
man, I ain't gon' never get them 30 seconds back bruh
So lately, they get left on Maroon 5
I move like Jagger
Nah, you ain't gon' get no satisfaction
I
Gots the moves like Jagger
I'm shinning so bright that these
Others don't hold a candle
Pestilence, famine and death
What I'm forgettin'?
Who's that
runnin 5 starts
Run it up I ain't sprinting my nigga
I remix the money my nigga
I triple the double my nigga
Young nicca incredible
Rollin up keep all
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
(Say what? Say what?) I'm a bad, bad man
Quick is how I flip from the tip of the lip
Punchin' out hits like Gladys Knight and The Pips
The Five
hopes
Like jagger man I got the moves , I got the juice
I got the sauce in my shoes
Im always keeping it lose, I got the blues
But I'm happy don't get it
cat, man)
Nigga it's-
It's the remix, son
Can it be, act like you know
Check it
Yo, check what happened out of state
I'm knockin' off
cat, man)
Nigga it's-
It's the remix, son
Can it be, act like you know
Check it
Yo, check what happened out of state
I'm knockin' off
Location
West coast by the Pacific
Where the heinas look exquisite
And they get so explicit
And I'm with it (Simon)
I like the way you dance, hun
How'd
who liked her ,who really liked her,
Jaime Lee got married on 5th avenue and I was married in Las Vegas, by an Elvis impersonater.
I married a German
Woah
Woah
Drop that shit go
Yuh yuh give it to them
My wrist going to flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure aint a mistake
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Yeah oouuu yeah yeah yeah
Ima boss I go get it by any means yeah
I guarantee that my niggaz is gone eat yeah
Dirty money but you know we whippin'
fiascos over a loop by P.E
If it's an I instead of we believing TV
Spitting riches, bitches, and this new thing about snitches
Watch them asses move
fiascos over a loop by P.E
If it's an I instead of we believing TV
Spitting riches, bitches, and this new thing about snitches
Watch them asses move
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty
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