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10 years ago
[Lil Jon]Stop... its da muthafuckin remix...[Mase]Ah yeah Harlem's backWho in da world wanna problem wit datI hear Harlem's backWho in da world wanna problem wit datAh yeah Harlem's backWho in da world wanna problem wit datI hear Harlem's backWho in da world wanna problem wit dat[Lil Jon]Let's go[Fat Joe X2] I said my niggaz don't dance,We just pull up our pants 'n'Do 'da Roc-away.Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back. (with Lil Jon)Come on[Mase]Yo yo yoYou know it's deja vu, 'n' da day y'all do…It'd be da day y'all bleedRich minus 80 degreesKing of Harlem, ain't nobody made me leaveWho else can take 5 years offCold turkey, come back to fly lids offCats front, leave 'em leanin' like smirrnoffIf haters wanna hate then it's their lossCome up in da rucka wit all my jigs onGot grills so big you can cook a steak on..People here may storm when they get da Mase onYou a hot 16, i'm a very great songThey beatin' on da DJ before the Mase songYou play Clark Kent,You'd better have your cape on,Plenty goons, mansion, many roomsMy necklace, two X's, 'n' three benny boons, lean back[Fat Joe]I said my niggaz don't dance,We just pull up our pants 'n'Do 'da Roc-away.Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.Come on[Mase]Lean back, lean back, cuz he's back[Fat Joe]I said my niggaz don't dance,We just pull up our pants 'n'Do 'da Roc-away.Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.Come on[Lil Jon]Emineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeem wusssup[Eminem]You don't want no problems wit HarlemYou don't want no problems wit da boogie down BronxsterYou don't want no drama wit da blonde bomberOriginal Don gotta of da blonde bottle, tha model.For white America, Then Joe, the spokesperson for the LatinoNow we got Mase back, to represent everything else in betweenIncluding da percentage of da rest, we dope!Da best from each coast to mid-west to daDirty dirty (with Lil John)Even further to Miami,All da way back to Californ-i-a It'd probably best right now if I warned Dre.Get on a horn and tell him about da storm comin' all our waySo tell a pal grab a gal right now, get on da floor why wait?Shake dat ass a lil more my wayWell baby, I don't danceNot that I can't, there's a pistol in my pants[Fat Joe X2] I said my niggaz don't dance,We just pull up our pants 'n'Do 'da Roc-away.Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.Come on[Pathos]No Judas, or Camadis, or Cane's brother Able was ever able to stop me(all) not meI got the streets asking damn who could top P.Summer Jam, killed it man, and did it all wit one beatI guess I'm bi-coastal nowTook a damn South brother to bring your boy outAs da wheel keep spinnin', i can hear niggaz thinkin' crack at one hit benny outNo (with Eminem)Joey bring 'em semi's outForce you 'n' yours pour lil Henney outSo much rappers actin' in da gameI had to tell 'em put the mic away 'n' run 'n' go 'n' get your Emmies out.Lean back mothafuckasThis here's a three-peat. we back at da ruckaThis cook coke crack preach it to your brother, The mic more rap than preachin' your mother fucker[Fat Joe X2] I said my niggaz don't dance,We just pull up our pants 'n'Do 'da Roc-away.Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.Come on[Lil Jon]I said my niggaz don't dance,We just pull out our gats 'n'blow your block away.fuck nigga lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.HeyI said my niggaz don't dance,We just pull out our gats 'n'blow your block away.bitch nigga lean back, lean back, lean back, lean baaaaaaackheyyyy