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Touch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itAiyyo Swizzy, I told these niggaz I was comin back to bustthey ass!!!Ok! Remix! Part Two!Get low Bus!See now you who the God be, back runnin the city and youknow who the squad beFlipmode bitch look see ain't nothin changedNow I'm back with the remix with the Queens of the game(Turn it up!)When you see me in the spot you niggas better respect ity'all already know where i rep ain't no reason to check itand i know that you ain't fuckin with me just for the recordso instead i'm a let, mary j. blige come and set it(Now get low Mary!) Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh)Mary J. Blige about to handle my biz (Uh huh)SongtexteI'm on my grown woman still I rep for the kidsIn every hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (Turn it up!)Now you know who's really the queen deliver the mailseven hundred thirty thousand first week of my salesthe haters plot and they watch lookin all palewhile i'm on a yacht, overseas doin my nails(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there lookin stuck (Ha!)He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm 'gon fuckIf money ain't a thang I'm sayin let a bitch knowTyped to empty a account, how far you willin to go (Turn itup!)Now he hopin on the jet he ain't wastin no timetold me all expense paid anyplace i could findhit the islands in the winter trickin all on his dimeain't a shorty in the world pussy better than mine, theywannaTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itBus this is serious man!(Get low Missy!)I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin putyour lips up on me (Woo!!!)Kiss it touch it, good, yes I wish you would (Turn it up!)You like to see me when i dip baby dip (ha!)don't it look like i got beyonce's hipslookin like i could be nia longboy you smokin that cheech and chong(Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been gone for aminuteBut I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a fittedEverybody talk money everybody gonna runwith that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a midget(Turn it up!) and you know i'm doin my thing it's blue inthe ringif you had it like this you probably do it the samebut you won't cause you broke all you do is complainafter the club, i'm a put a few in the range and let 'emTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format it(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on thisclub bangerSmack you in your mouth make you swallow your pulp razorPop a couple bottles laugh about it with Bus laterBare witness I'm the young savior (Turn it up!)I got staten island on my pinky queens on my dumb dudethe bronx on my middle finger screamin fuck yourock ice in manhattan so there's the ring fingeryou know i had to keep brooklyn on the trigger fin(Get low X) Swizz is the monster, X is the beastFuckin wit Bus, man everyday is a pieceStay off the streets, tired of talkin to y'all niggazI'ma stick a fork at y'all niggaz (Turn it up)When i hit 'em, man that crunk gon get 'em manFucked up how i did 'em man (what)Ain't no remorse for the corpse, truth isCan't i.d. The body, nigga toothlessTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format it(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets declare meGod of the hoodYou niggaz is watchin and wishin you couldBe claimin the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckersWhat's good you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (Turnit up)Cause them i'm glad to hit you with the fact that the god isimmortal as spitThe way i be doin historical shitIncase you and your niggas act like you aint know when i'minformin your clickI take your bitch while i'm perfomin my shitTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format itTouch it, bring it, babe, watch itTurn it, leave it, stop, format it Aus Songtexte Mania