Lyrics:
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
I'm on to this
I've been broke like promises
so if you get me started kid you're gonna see the consequence and y'all
Don't want that
'Cos I stay on,
of the pussy, fool.
And your tracks ain't funky enough, because your ho keeps dishin' you.
You double agents keep on spyin' me
But it really don't matter
or fall I stand tall you're small in fact
Step aside, you might get fried
By the super technique that the rapper applied
As a matter of fact, the impact
and you know my name
They don't know, a loud mouth won't get you nowhere
Baby I swear (they don't know)
I'm best friends with Giuseppe
If you let me I'll
You believe that?
Cause that's what the Word say
It say
I'm healed today y'all
I'm healed today yeah
Not tomorrow, I'm healed today
I'm healed today
excited!
Until the point where I can't even hide it
and when you know, someone stepped on my shoe
and why they do that? And I done had too many blues
I
it
Get started, get stupid
You'll want me body people will walk you through it
Step by step, like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with the new
you
I dismissed you, it wasn't me who dissed you, it was the "Fame!"
It wasn't me it was the "Fame!"
As I freak a funky style, to a funky fresh rhythm
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
On and rock now, funky, y'all, come on and rock now
March to your left, it's funky now? to the tune of Jam
Get it honey
I know you're groovin' when you
funky
Yeah
Think you can help me with that
Easy
Once upon a time
Time
Back when she was nine
Nine
Imani was a quiet kid
She was just shy
Waiting on her
Uh, yeah
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh-oh)
Just tell me what you want (oh)
(This is the remix, y'all)
Tell me what you
on the remix (remix)
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl let it
on the remix (remix)
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl let it
Whole lot of demons hoppin' outside
Keep the ratchet on me, put 'em on FOX 5 (yeah)
We 'bout to spin again, I bet you bitches see me now (yeah)
survive by living a lie
Why you got pride
You bitches be high
At the top its me my bitch and my guys
Hit me a lick my bitch she gone drive
Thinking you
Party people
Party people
Can why'all get funky?
Soul Sonic Force - can why'll get funky?
The Zulu Nation - can why'll get funky?
Yeah!
Just
on each side of the room
Givin' us the boom boom boom
To our zoom zoom zoom
The smell of a L lit while walking by
But the music gets me high
Saint
Never thought to see me dippin' but I had to get missin' (yeah)
I'm tired of you stressin' me (what?), Why don't you let it be?
Comin' around testin'me
Never thought to see me dippin' but I had to get missin' (yeah)
I'm tired of you stressin' me (what?), Why don't you let it be?
Comin' around testin'me
Coolin' by the lockers, gettin' kinda funky
Me and the crew were drinking brass monkey
This girl walked by, she gave me the eye
I reached in the locker
Fuck the whole industry you tried to get rid of me?
Y'all must be kidding me y'all must be kidding me
Aye yo fuck the whole industry come
to Tuesday
To Friday to Monday
I been bout my money
You cannot say nothing
Yea yea
Ima get the bag
Keep it funky
Monday to Sunday
Im running
Put it there
Why
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