Benzino - The jump up
Tekst :
feat. Superb,Cormega & Raekwon
[Superb] Aiyyo, this a perv, yo
[Cormega] Yo, son there s bitches in there?
[Raekwon] Yeah, yeah, the coaches, aiight then
[Hook: Superb]
Jump up in the party like [what!]
Where my niggas at? [what!]
Where my bitches at? [what!]
Bartender where the liquor at?
[Raekwon]
Aiyyo, seven thick ribs nigga, check out my man
He got braids and with bread break ape on your grave
We from the gutta niggas, chest sputta what up
Fuckin with us or get you cut up, matta fact get cha mutha
Cause I ain t fo real fo real, don t play games and I m ill
I m just a business man who love getting niggas killed
Smell my satiate smell keys, that shit s like deodorant, daddy
I like maglees for other reasons
Run with niggas that love paper
We let the youngest niggas get rich and mow them like makeup
You can lex Zino and Benzino together
That s priceless to put our pay together, niggas by Lexus
Straight out the ghetto niggas is pussy
To even fuck with us that ll be the day a white nigga mush me
Straight up, two-thousand is mine
Heavy lines, heavy guns, big-ass Chevy s, we make niggas shine
[Hook: Superb]
Jump up in the party like [what!]
Where my niggas at? [what!]
Where my bitches at? [what!]
Bartender where the liquor at?
Jump up in the party like [what!]
Where my niggas at? [what!]
[Benzino]
Black shells, scuba style, sonar, I go deep
Rip lungs outta jaws, flawless, I don t sleep
The fast and furious, Yokohama twin jets
Black and white bagettes, I m duckin feds
Hydro-plane, hydro-foil blow hydro
Smooth gotho, Ray, its aiight I got those
I got this, son I spotless
Frozen watches, belts wit the notches
Bitches topless, three-way manages, Motorola holder
Break bread with Motola, take advice colder [aiight!]
Kedar knock-areano, Motown soldier
I thought I told ya lil double Ray ll ghost ya
Double row, parvin, three-sixty rubber band
Ice me Apalla then three shave frozen hand
Dark shadow, my shit gleam in the shade
Watch `Zino flow, fuck the Macy s parade
[Hook 2x: Superb]
Jump up in the party like [what!]
Where my niggas at? [what!]
Where my bitches at? [what!]
Bartender where the liquor at?
[Cormega]
Yo, broke far from it, coke, sold a lot of it
Flow off the meter, let me know if y all want it
Son, the life of problems and guns, so silence her, son
Bugs Bunny Icebergs and Air Force One s
I paint a picture listen up you become part of the song
When I slow my first young a new saga begun
Unaware, I would become a nemesis for livin in this
Drug dealin life, smoked niggas and bitches with plugs
Never been a snitch, I m not built like that
I m real, that s why we not feelin you like that
I m the ghetto manifested in words
When I die, niggas ll point a valuable lesson I learn
Whether OG or adolescent in the presence ashurn
OT or O-key handlin birds
Like Dominique I feel I deserve respect I earn
Mega is a word we all protect with words, holla
[Hook 2x: Superb]
Jump up in the party like [what!]
Where my niggas at? [what!]
Where my bitches at? [what!]
Bartender where the liquor at?
Benzino - Hoola hoop
Tekst :
[Chorus]:
Let s go Ma what you shakin with show me what you makin with
I got a hoola hoop show me what your ass can do
money how you workin with show me what you re twerkin it
I got a hoola hoop let s go
[Benzino]:
Mami what you drinkin on
tell me who you sneakin on
Gucci print Air Force with your sneakers on
hair done phat streaks twist black and blonde
throw a song on mami get her groove on
Prada lace black blouse with a matching thong
pretty face in the place what you sittin for
once you wind up on your waist what you hittin for
glitter on your face seven karats on you face
caged out Cartiers Zino stay glowin
price tag I don t care you niggas ain t knowin
where we goin with this breathe how we flowin with this
what we doin with this breathe where we movin with this
top down in the front vallet don t front
what you want we gon do it my way so
[Chorus 2x]
[Benzino]:
Navy blue with Sean John G suit
this time with the camel ten quarter Timb boot
Ma you know my resume take you to a better place
skip the line first class when we get away
baby always smellin good honey always yellin hood
blue Coupe deuce time threes now it s really good
shoes beat deuce threes now it s really hood
blue jeans lately now I m feelin you
got me goin crazy I mean I m feelin you
plus I m screamin out your names in the interviews
oh where we goin with this breathe how we flowin with this
what we doin with this breathe where we movin with this
slap a bolly on your wrist when I ice you
N 5-5 in the garage when I wife you
[Chorus 2x]
[Benzino]:
Doll baby lookin right candles burning all night
incense heave scents drum towers hit the light
Mamasita wanna ride me oh seniorita wanna wind it
strapped up in the Versace bedspread
let s do the damn thing baby Zino do the damn thing
where we goin with this breathe how we flowin with this
where we goin with this breathe where we movin with this
got you in my hideout let me find out turn you wide out
baby girl where your hoola hoop
[Chorus 2x]
Benzino - Rock the party (remix)
Tekst :
feat. Lil Kim & Petey Pablo
[Intro: Benzino] + (Lil Kim)
Ayo (Benzino where you at?)
It s Yellowman, Benzino wanna rock the party
And we gonna bring this to the after party
Queen Bee wanna rock the party
Uh, uh, oh (Oh my God)
Yeah (Benzino where you at?)
(Bounce) Yellow City gonna rock the party
(This is the G-Mix)
Young Hef wanna rock the party, Petey Pablo
Yellow City, yea
[Verse 1: Lil Kim]
It s your girl Queen Bee with the poisoness sting
Chinchilla draggin with the diamond G-String
Bouncin on Lorenzos I m the Bee with the wings
Who the fuck want what? (What?)
Bettin it all at the crap tables, rip the casino
From Vegas to Reno, me and Benzino
We gonna rock the party and drink Bacardi, all damn night
Awww watch me shake my ass like a fresh bowl of jelly
Quite Bootylicious like Beyonce and Kelly
Love to see guys with tattoos on they belly
Let s get nasty from the car to the telly
Ooh, I got my girls with me, so go get your boys
Come ride with us, we on the tour bus
If you treat us right, and you spendin the night
Then we gon freak
[Chorus: Benzino] + (Lil Kim)
We gon throw the party, rock the party
Then drink Bakardi, freak somebody
Then leave the party to the after party y all
Now what ya ll gon do?
(We gon take it off, we gon turn it out
It s hot in here, we gon burn it out
We gon throw that thang, we gon back it up
Now what ya ll gon do?)
[Verse 2 Benzino]
Benzino rock the city and you know I can t stop
Back at the lounge with a mean Diddy Bop
Shorty lookin mean and her whole team hot
Yo what s up? Yo what s up with ya ll?
She sippin cranberry with a splash of Belvedere
What? Five carot conia ice in my ear
Always drinkin Coniac with ice when I m here
... Nice
Feelin how Zino put s his game to the test
36, 24, I think you know the rest
What s your secret ma? How you fit in that dress?
... Oh damn!
Now it s gettin heated and you know what s on my mind
Me and you, outta hear, I think it s that time
Make you tap out when I creep in from behind
Now that s what s up, now everybody just
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]
Hey hey hey hey
Me met a bitch of my dreams, corn jack
Come on, liquor inside my head like that
Pants saggin , Carolina hat to the back
I m in New York City, can you hear me goddamnit
Weavin through the traffic, shootin usual daps
Tryna find Benzino, is it him in the back
Bring it back, porn channel X on the back
Be like hey hey hey, how d she do that?
Pretty headed woman, with her fine self
Bow-legged cutey with her tight legs
Tryna get outta here with her friend in the black dress
Spread her hoochie coochie on my sun beam bread
Now I been sayin to myself, Petey Petey
Get freaky, damn boy I can t even say it
And I got no need to be scared
Some things ain t supposed to be said
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Benzino] + (Lil Kim)
Yeah, we gon rock
Yellow City, we gon rock
The after party, we gon rock
(Now what ya ll gon do?)
We gon rock, we gon rock tonight
Cuz a Yellow City party don t stop
Uh, we gonna rock tonight
Now what ya ll gon do?
[Chorus to fade]