(feat. Ronda Blackwell)

[Fat Joe]

Yeah, unh, Irv Gotti..

Joe Crack the Don, ya heard me



[Irv Gotti]

We back, my nigga Chink Santana

Murder Inc., Terror Squad



[Chorus: Ronda Blackwell (Fat Joe)]

Boy you keep on turning me..

Love the way you turn me on

Got me feeling all alone

(Love it when you turn me on)

Boy you keep on turning me..

Love the way you turn me on

When you got me singing this song

Love the way you turn me on



[Fat Joe]

Yo, push your seat back, ma feel who you rolling wit

Relax, and let Crack take control of this

Have some 'Gnac, Hennessy and Coka Cola mix

To stop at 1-6-5 for that potent shit

So now we rolling this, it's nine fifteen

I'm sure you know where we going but time is the key

Let's smoke a lil, climb high in tha trees

Choke a lil while my hand rub your thigh and your knees

You know that silly shit, and now it's ten on six

We in the village jus a lil ripped

Pumping Jodeci while a nigga whip

And watch you marinate, feel free to sing along while I navigate

This is your song ma, crackalate

So when it's time to get it on she gon know that it's wrong to procrastinate

Steady saying that I'm turning her on, I'm like "I know"

Didn't your friends tell you that you fucking wit Joe? Oh boy



[Chorus]



[Fat Joe]

Yo, smooth cuz I don't get upset

If she ain't wit it then cool, I can go without sex

I ain't gotta spend big for a girl at Mya

We could, go to Papayas and, talk the night up

Tell me bout yourself, your hopes, your dreams, your struggles

I'm tryna ta front but I'm feelin ta touch you

I got the heat on blast, I bet you t