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Push It Lyrics - Diplomatic Immunity Ii - Diplomats

Killah, Dip Set, Jim Jones, Santana 

Lil weezy in the house tonight 

Cash money, bitch, it ain't changed since eighty-eight, nope 

Get on the corner and push something, Dip Set, Killah 

 

Yo baby yo, hey, you, yes give me a kiss 

You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist 

Now y'all know me from that block where we move them rocks 

You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops 

 

You don't know what it's like up on that Peter Pan 

Paranoia, weeded damn, damn, but we the man 

Proceed to jam, call us if you need a hand 

Call us if you need some grams, Jim Jones, Cesar Cam 

 

Every season man, Killah, keep it seasoned, fam 

Call me a dobo loco papo, believe it, man 

Now what's the chain, why's that because I need [Incomprehensible] 

Satisfy my need, drinkin' sizzurp, now bitch, just roll my weed 

 

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Now push it, push it good 

Push it, push it real good 

Ooh baby baby, ooh baby baby 

Ooh baby baby, ooh baby baby, get up on this 

 

D I P S E T, that gangsta crew 

You know the rules, follow codes, 'cuz that's how gangstas move 

Get your mayo, sell that yayo, strip clubs make it rain 

These thugs play the game, get bucks, save that cane 

 

After that, baby girl, hey, let's get some bub 

Love, love, don't rub, we fittin' to hit the club 

Yeah, they dance, but a lap dance they want a dub 

You don't know nan, ask Trick, they love a thug 

 

Bam bam, jam jam, and a handstand 

Ha ha, so tan in the tan stand 

Ra ra, na na, ha ha, la la 

Mama, I keep that blam blam 

 

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Now push it, push it good 

Push it, push it real good 

 

All my ladies cry, all I say is, "My" 

When I'm in them thighs, all you hear is, "Aye" 

Why, why, "Aye" stop this, stop this, "Aye" 

My cock a rocket cock over so I can pop it, "Aye" 

 

You fake old G's are corny, wack me and my breeze the dawny 

Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny 

'Cuz I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged 

Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty gitty, I want some dookie love 

 

I'm like hey baby hey, ain't no games to be play 

It's money out there, yeah, it's a gang to be made 

I'm a pimp baby hey, I'm screamin, "Pimp pimp hooray" 

Scream it with me, okay, now hit the strip and get paid, hey 

 

Odd money's hard money, even money's cheatin' money 

Slow money's no money, and no money's a beatin', honey 

Push it good, push it fast, push it right 

If a nigga push that ass, push it back, push it twice, but push it 

 

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O's I bake and feed it 

To the fiends with the lean, in the beam with the cream 

With a team that's straight from Phoenix 

That man that loses, face the music, still get cake like Regis 

 

Hey Ma, it's J.R., you know I had to make the remix 

See I push it cook it, push and cook it, push to cook it 

And roll with cooks that's crooked 

Old G's who look and cooks it 

 

You'll get sprayed and showered 

With K's and Cal's, toupee devoured 

Shots ring, bang bang, you hit, he hit 

Have your block put up a bouquet of flowers 

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