Intro: 2000, and it goes like. (Uh Huh, yeah yeah)



Chorus: This goes out to my Brooklyn crew

Lay my game flat, what you wanna do

Talk all night, are we gonna screw?

I'm talking 'bout me and you



Verse One: Sauce Money



I like to push up on chicks like it's the last record

take 'em to the telly get buck passed naked

Let 'em feel the power, lick 'em if it don't taste sour

hit 'em in the shower for an hour

Give 'em that feeling, Sauce Money for real and

let her get on top if there's mirrors on the ceiling

Hit her so right that she wanna throw rice

my device makes her say ";Damn, that nigga's nice!";

Know I got wifey lay my cards when I pivot

pass your seven digits if you're with it

Sauce wanna give you the option for the boot knockin'

nine times outta ten it's on and poppin'

Ain't no stopping victory's in the air

bring a friend next time let's do it again

Bring your whole crew if you see through me

and we can meet on the BQE

And it goes like



Chorus (2X)



Verse Two: Sauce Money, Jay-Z



Sauce Money:



Had this bitch bragging,

Sauce had his tongue between my thighs lally-gaggin;

huh, could you imagine

Shaking your tail just like a dragon here comes my worse flame

in the morning Hot 97 the first thing

(Deny it) Hell yeah y'all don't buy it

I don't eat no kind of fish if you can't fry it

But who knows maybe one day I'll try it

but for now slow down too much lip is killin' your diet



Jay-Z:



Can I get it what - Get it wet

when he hit it first can I get it next, shit you the best

It ain't wack to be with both of us, mami actually

I'm Eddie Kane Jr., that