Here We Go (lil' Jon Remix) Lyrics - Can't Stay Away - Too $hort

[Jermaine Dupri:] 

We talk shit, cause we are the shit 

Never looked back since we started it 

When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it 

'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off 

Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it 

In ways that'll cause a rush 

Keeping your face in a state of disgust 

Hating but still trying to be like us 

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[Jay-Z:] 

Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma 

Then head to the block, to pull up five in the mona 

Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner 

Look lifes a bitch, but im on her 

I almost cracked this, no more hustling backwards 

Up the ave I zip, nigga trying to have shit 

Im your average, ghetto nigga turned maverick 

You'd never, said to a nigga "Whateve for the cash, im with" 

I dont have step, I leave it in youre averix 

Then shoot it it the air, whateva I have left 

Outlaw, simply I out draw y'all 

Wether clubs or the street, I out ball y'all 

Niggas aint ready, I doubt all y'all 

Fly ass niggas I reroute all y'all 

If it aint for the paper I dont show my face up 

Make a bet I turn the ace up, $hort and Jay, what 

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[Too $hort:] 

I never stop making money dont give 'em no slack 

Drinking dirty motherfuckers til a hoe come back 

With my scratch, bitch I was born to mack 

To uphold the pimping, I was sworn to that 

I hear a lot of shit talking when I listen to rap 

Only a few mc's get to hang that plaque 

On the wall rappers ball, but they dont live phat 

Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum 

What we do has only been mastered by a few 

I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you 

All that shit niggas talking just cant be real 

I dont need a record deal, I need eighteen wheels 

I roll right up in the hood I got tapes for sell 

Bitches running in their house they cant wait to tell 

Somebody, she got a new Too $hort tape 

And hes spitting pimp game with his homeboy Jay 

[Jermaine Dupri:] 

We talk shit, cause we are the shit 

Never looked back since we started it 

When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it 

'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off 

Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it 

In ways that'll cause a rush 

Keeping your face in a state of disgust 

Hating but still trying to be like us 

[Too $hort:] 

Now here they come again the gold diggas trying to get paid, 

Wanna trick the old rich niggas, trying to get laid 

She'll suck his dick, as soon as she meet him 

Dont have to sell a body for me I dont need her 

To turn tricks for me, how much you cost bitch? 

Im all about large bank deposits 

On and off the mic I always set trends 

Either you see with bitches, or Im rolling with pimps 

Brook-laan to Oakland, I keep smokin' 

Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes again 

The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch around the corner 

Put this pimp game on her 

I dont fuck with broke hoes and I dont trick 

But I'll still rub my big ass dick on her clit 

Get her hooked, wanna be mine I need some money 

If she aint kicking in all the time she dont want me 

[Jay-Z:] 

Hoes, flows, money, cars 

Y'all wannabe stars cant fuck with none of these bars 

This is real nigga rap, we can spit it through the mic 

And you can feel niggas scratch, and sell a mil if that 

So real when we drop this shit its in trouble 

When I guess the pair you gotta ship it double 

In the independent phenom, y'all minature dons 

Wannabe jigga, pops styles and hennessy richa' 

When I die, leave my canopy richa' 

I put it down hard ever since I entered the pit'cha 

Can fuck with me for records to the recreational cent'a 

I got it wrapped y'all from the grammys to the back park 

Short dog y'all, what you thought y'all, Oakland, Bk, New york y'all 

Be the voice for the streets we supply for years 

And go platinum on our most quiet years 

[Jermaine Dupri:] 

We talk shit, cause we are the shit 

Never looked back since we started it 

When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it 

'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off 

Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it 

In ways that'll cause a rush 

Keeping your face in a state of disgust 

Hating but still trying to be like us 

Chorus repeat 2x