Angie Martinez

(Wyclef Jean)
Wyclef, chillin with Angie
Live at Jimmy's, worldwide baby
Azuuuu-car!

(Chorus: Wyclef)
Suavemente, be-sa-me
Angie Martinez, can I get a date on Friday?
Suavemente, just when I thought she'd say yes..
Yo, yo, that's when a kid pulled the tec and the whole crowd parted
Why you fuckin up the party before it gets started?

(Angie Martinez)
Yo, yo, yo, yo it's Angie
The way I flip it make you switch your shit to plan B
And I'll be dipped out in the club lookin fancy
And we ain't chillin too tough if you ain't family
You mad at me man please I'm chillin low-key
That's why I got my little hat on
In the V.I.P. where everybody high fash-ion
Gettin they mack on, thirsty fo' satisfaction
And it's, bound to happen like latins goin platinum
Now we, in it lookin for the big peso
And my, song inspired by Elvis Crespo
And we, gettin it started so baby let's go
Nasty boys in the party singin, "Dame Webo"
Better, make it easy cause we livin suave
Be bout the +Smooth Operators+ like Sade
"Coast 2 Coast, New York to Chicago
East L.A."

(Chorus)

(Angie Martinez)
Funny how times flies when you gettin drunk (uh-huh)
It's three A.M. and we still ain't had enough (uh-huh)
Bout the time when everybody know whassup
See them niggaz pushin up, now you know they wanna (WHAT?)
See the big pop-pas chasin mu-cha-chas
Whylin out, right right, be like ooh-la-la
But they gets na-da, make me laugh ha-ha
Like HA-HA-HA, HA-HA!
They be, silly boys in brand new clothes (uh-ha)
Actin up with nothin, puttin on shows (uh-ha)
At the bar, frontin, strikin up a pose
in cubic zircon's like nobody knows, but
it's okay papi, I won't tell (uh-huh)
If they don't know you might as well
do your thang duh-dah-dah-duh-dah
Pero suave yo!

(Chorus - 2X)

(Wyclef)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente

(Lil' Mo) Yeaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy!!!
(Angie M) Oh yeah yeah
(Lil' Mo) Yeaaaaaaaaaaayyyy!!!
(Angie M) Uh, woo! come on, uh
(Lil' Mo) If I can go, with you
(Angie M) Yo, yo, uh

(Verse 1: Angie Martinez)
If I can chose a place to go it gotta be far away
From here we could crossover like Hardaway
Somewhere outside the states where tommorow's like today
And I'm out in a space where nobody else can stay
And, if I can go, with you
Then I'll go get the ticket right now if that's cool
Have you ever been close to feelin like leavin the coast too
Feelin like leavin with somebody who
Hold you the right way while watchin the night fade
Make you feel like you right back in the ninth grade
When you know what he likes and what he might say
And you try to be calm and answer in nice ways
And, if I can go, with you
Way out the states no 2 ways and no page
No cells and no trace, and you just a phone call away
So all I got to say is

(Chorus: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow
If can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away

(Verse 2: Sacario)
And, if I can go, with you
Oh boy we 'bout to make a lot of people annoyed
And cry you better know I know how to sneak with them toys
And boy with the block since around 94 boy
And, if I can flow, with you
Huggin Tato after the studio I roll with you
I send Dutch and three other goons to go get you
Sacario the name hold weights the whole issue
Grown men keep on cryin get mo' tissue
The way me and this girl be rhymin it's so official
Them I'm takin a trip too with no pistols
Cause everything peace only sand no streets
Little Miami Heat that's the plan we'll see
Two cups, one in Senado one in Sand Beach
And, I'll think I'll go, with you
So tell the station you need a week back to you

(Chorus: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow
If can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away

(Bridge: Lil' Mo)
You can fly away, no one has to know
Will you take me with you, cause if I can go
Soon as you say the word, we'll be on our way
To a foreign place, you got to tell me

(Martinez Angie)
Yo, uh, so now that we got a plan are you comin? We could plan a week
The only question now is LaGuardia or Kennedy?

(Sacario)
And a seat, know why? the window cause I like to see
And seein as to how I'm so fly me and the clouds can speak

(Angie+S)
And, since we 'bout to go, in a few

(Sacario)
Go 'head

(Martinez Angie)
Oh, I just wanted to tell Trace thank you
That week off I'm grateful what was you tryin to say boo?

(Sacario)
Nuttin just grab my chain off the table and 2 way too

(Martinez Angie)
Ok, that little place it's a great move
But ain't no problems, unless the water don't stay blue

(Sacario)
And the shop's there?

(Martinez Angie)
If they don't got em, they don't make em

((Sacario:) True!)
No concrete just sand, throw away your shoes
Now, that we are on, our way
And our bags is packed and the car service is not late
Everything's ok, so I guess I catch you on the next track
Now I don't gotta ask

(Chorus: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow
If I can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away

(Outro: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly way, like there is no, no tomorrow
And if I can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
Nothing at all, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all

(Lil' Mo) Yeaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy!!!
(Angie M) Oh yeah yeah
(Lil' Mo) Yeaaaaaaaaaaayyyy!!!
(Angie M) Uh, woo! come on, uh
(Lil' Mo) If I can go, with you
(Angie M) Yo, yo, uh

(Verse 1: Angie Martinez)
If I can chose a place to go it gotta be far away
From here we could crossover like Hardaway
Somewhere outside the states where tommorow's like today
And I'm out in a space where nobody else can stay
And, if I can go, with you
Then I'll go get the ticket right now if that's cool
Have you ever been close to feelin like leavin the coast too
Feelin like leavin with somebody who
Hold you the right way while watchin the night fade
Make you feel like you right back in the ninth grade
When you know what he likes and what he might say
And you try to be calm and answer in nice ways
And, if I can go, with you
Way out the states no 2 ways and no page
No cells and no trace, and you just a phone call away
So all I got to say is

(Chorus: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow
If can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away

(Verse 2: Sacario)
And, if I can go, with you
Oh boy we 'bout to make a lot of people annoyed
And cry you better know I know how to sneak with them toys
And boy with the block since around 94 boy
And, if I can flow, with you
Huggin Tato after the studio I roll with you
I send Dutch and three other goons to go get you
Sacario the name hold weights the whole issue
Grown men keep on cryin get mo' tissue
The way me and this girl be rhymin it's so official
Them I'm takin a trip too with no pistols
Cause everything peace only sand no streets
Little Miami Heat that's the plan we'll see
Two cups, one in Senado one in Sand Beach
And, I'll think I'll go, with you
So tell the station you need a week back to you

(Chorus: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow
If can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away

(Bridge: Lil' Mo)
You can fly away, no one has to know
Will you take me with you, cause if I can go
Soon as you say the word, we'll be on our way
To a foreign place, you got to tell me

(Martinez Angie)
Yo, uh, so now that we got a plan are you comin? We could plan a week
The only question now is LaGuardia or Kennedy?

(Sacario)
And a seat, know why? the window cause I like to see
And seein as to how I'm so fly me and the clouds can speak

(Angie+S)
And, since we 'bout to go, in a few

(Sacario)
Go 'head

(Martinez Angie)
Oh, I just wanted to tell Trace thank you
That week off I'm grateful what was you tryin to say boo?

(Sacario)
Nuttin just grab my chain off the table and 2 way too

(Martinez Angie)
Ok, that little place it's a great move
But ain't no problems, unless the water don't stay blue

(Sacario)
And the shop's there?

(Martinez Angie)
If they don't got em, they don't make em

((Sacario:) True!)
No concrete just sand, throw away your shoes
Now, that we are on, our way
And our bags is packed and the car service is not late
Everything's ok, so I guess I catch you on the next track
Now I don't gotta ask

(Chorus: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow
If I can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away

(Outro: Lil' Mo)
If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say
Baby vamos, we'll fly way, like there is no, no tomorrow
And if I can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all
Nothing at all, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all

I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot
Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas
Car behind me on my ass, speed pass
Turn the radio on that's my joint got me and I need to dance
Pull up in the truck and it ain't my man's
You screaming "hey yo", you don't got a chance
Son, you are speaking a language I don't understand
Know the dude I hang with, I don't hold his hand
Cause, me, I'm free to choose
It's possible to leave with you
When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you
Let's ride
At one I arrive
Walked past the line
Damn his ass is fine
Some guy now we up in the spot
Watch
Place hot
Couple of bottles champagne popped
And that's how we doing it now
I'm scheming while the DJ's moving the crowd

Chorus x2
I was wondering if I could take you home
Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

It's around 2 A.M.
The mood is trend
The club is snug
I see him watching, love is love
Caught him when I looked up, gave him a glance
Promotion chick walked over while I'm shaking her hand
I'm looking over her
Sorry but I'm waiting for this man
Is what I told her, so she could leave
No breaking up my plans
No time for talking about shows
Or dates that I could host
Damn, he walking over to me, they breaking out the jokes
My girls laughing
They see me already imagining
He whispered in my ear, would I dance with him
I answered him
He took my hand with him
Dancing close
I turned around and gave him my back, he passed a smoke
He put his hand on my hip, then my stomach
He must want it
And I was really just 'bout to leave, his clique fronted
Like they don't see
That they man 'bout to tell 'em peace
And to think, I wasn't even gonna go out..see?

Chorus

All I need is my lip gloss, I.D., gum, and I'm straight
Especially if it's Envy in bungalow eight
We making it hot on the dance floor today
But my girls wanna leave cause there's nothing to take
Nothing to meet
Spot dead, nothing to see
Then we all agree that we won't leave
Cause some spots the papi's still come at three
That's when I tell the DJ to run that please
He dancing behind me
I feel what's under his jeans
And I had one too many so I'm under his scheme
I mean I'm cool and the gang
The music is playing
Think I found what I'm looking for, no purpose in waiting
Almost time for breakfast
Standing by the coat checkers
Looking for my parking lot ticket...that's it
And this night just ended
Can't say with who, what, or where but it'll definitely be remembered

Chorus

Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight only
Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight only

[Intro: A. Martinez]
Yo, uh
The animals are here
It's a new day...yo yo uh

It's about being close to the ground
like dope fiends and not even fallin'
Some people frontin' now they keep callin'
But that's life, ain't no grudge in my heart
I could sleep mornings, that's the business
I just keep that shit apart, that's the wisdom

In my position get hard, I deal wit people from far
Very few I keep close, that's how you keep from the scars
You gotta move like a ghost, cause some people are stars
And all of a sudden.. they forgot who they are

But look at me I'm still Angie, back wit a plan B
It's a new day you could sit down or stand me
I just try to be an example, bringin' the animal out
When everybody doubting underhand me
Its ample time, If you could not see the big picture
Cause there's plenty ladies like me I'm a big sista
Always on the grind through whatever you say
And just incase you ain't clear its okay
It's a new day!

[Chours1: 2x]
If you need it to be, (uh) Then it can be (yea)
It happen for me, It's a new day (a new day)

[Chours2: 2x]
Keep hoping, Keep focus
Approaching, up, A new day

Reaction to my first verse in a year it was clearly unexpected
Me on a record, We must yea agree it was hectic
Getting here half sleep and eating breakfast in my chair
How I feel, it's a new day now, that's for real
I was prepared to deal wit, whatever was given
People dissecting what I'm spitting on, not giving me a chance


Listen and understand, they ain't know how to react
Off my 16 bars on that track, "She out or she back Damn"
Then came a record ("If I could go")
I'm not saying my shits perfected
But if I could go's the beginning accept it, connected
You already know, yes is an automatic question
Automatically answered cause I'm flowing like you never heard
Why second one it can't be said in words
Except it had to be done, in other words I'm leaving on top
You mad at me huh, believe it won't stop
The love it's much stronger you can not break my hunger

[Chorus1: 2x]
[Chorus2: 2x]

See they love for you to give up, can't wait for you to slip up
As soon as you hit rock bottom, they never picking you up
Or never picking you out, they always out when you pick
But when your outfits is sick, or you got a hit
Then every other word is, "No Doubt,
When can we go out, When can we grab lunch," I only get mad once
Cause when you get mad twice you sacrifice then a punch
And then a situation jumps so I grab a blunt
Roll it and spark it cause you media targets
Pictures is blatant ya know what I'm saying
This ain't ancient this is today shit
but it's a new day shit no games get played shit
No time get wasted, I learn from the worst situations ("yep")
And I made it, everything I had in my heart I pushed and gave it
So when I say it's a new day I mean it
Cause when it's the truth you must agree shit!

[Chorus1: 2x]
[Chorus2: 2x]
ya hear me singing

[Chorus1: 2x]
[Chorus2: 2x]
we on our way
animal house
macneezy

UHH...THE ANIMALS ARE INT HE BUILDING.......ANGELA!...Betta known as (ANGIEEEEE)
UHH LETS DOIT.....

ALL I CAN DO IS GIVE YOU ME, IF YOU CHOSE TO BELIEVE ITS ON YOU/
I LIVE IN PEACE I CAN SLEEP BUT I DON'T CHOSE/
IM AN ANIMAL, THE PROMOS THE STATIONS, THE MOVIES, RAP REBECCA LOBO!/
I RUB ELBOWS WITH PEOPLE YOU COULDNT GET A HELLO FROM...WITH A MASK AND A GUN/
YOU DONT GOTTA ASK HOW COME OR WHERE IM AT'/
I WORK I WANNA MAKE THAT CLEAR TO KATS'/
NOTHINGS FOR FREE!'
AND YOU KNOW YOU CANT RUN FROM ME'/
IM TEN YEARS DEEP YOU TOO YOUNG FOR ME!'/
YOU CAN SLEEP WHILE I DROP ALBUM NUMBER 3/
AND YEAH YOU CAN HATE BUT SOMEBODY LOVING ME'/
EVIDENTLY! NUMBER ONE AT 3 WITH VIDEOS ON MTV./
YOU CAN LEARN FROM ME'/
THEN ITS BACK TO THE STREETS CANT BE SERIOUS'/
ALBUM STILL SOLD CAN'T BE CURIOUS'/

CHORUS
ANIMALS ..THATS HOW IT IS , THATS WHAT WE ARE, WALK WITH OUR HEADS UP HIGH
CUZ WE ANIMALS
STRAIGHT BEAST, 18 HOURS A DAY WORK NO SLEEP
WE ARE ANIMALS
THATS HOW IT IS THATS WHAT WE ARE WALK WITH OUR HEADS UP HIGH
CUZ WE ANIMALS STRAIGHT BEAST 18 HOURS A DAY WORK NO SLEEP

SAKARIO--THEY AINT UNDERSTANDIN
ANGIE- TALK TO EM....

SAKARIO
U DONT KNOW LIKE THE HIGHWAY PATROL I STAY ON A ROLL (ANIMALS)/
WHILE JOE IS PEEPING I KEEP CREATIVE CONTROL/
I VOCAL COACH, SHOW SINGERS HOW TO FLOW AND I ENGINEER SHOWS AND DO PROMOS (ALL
OF DAT!)/
MAKING SHIT MORE CLEAR, CUZ THE ANIMALS IS AQUI NOW/(ANIMALS ANIMALS ANIMALS
ANIMALS)
ALL YOUR DEDICATED FANS IS ROLLIN WITH ME NOW'//(HA HA HA HA
U CAN HIT ME DOING THEM FREESTYLEZ, I RATHER NOT, JUST DO IT I MAKE RECORDS AND
WRITE SIXTEEN BARS IN 500 SECONDS'
ITS SAKARIO AKA MR. GUATALO...
IN EVERY TRACK MY SPITS IS A PROBLEM SO'/
SO... AND GIVE ME THE AMPS ..ESPACIO (SPACE)/

CHORUS
WE ANIMALS! (ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
THATS HOW IT IS
THATS HOW WE ARE WALK WITH OUR HEADS UP HIGH
CUZ WE ANIMALS STRAIGHT BEASTS
18 HOURS A DAY WORK NO SLEEP
WE ARE ANIMALS!
THATS HOW IT IS
THATS WHAT WE ARE WALK WITH OUR HEADS UP HIGH
CUZ WE ANIMALS STRAIGHT BEASTS 18 HOURS A DAY WORK NO SLEEP

ANGIE
LOOK IM A PROFESSIONAL,,IM NOT STRESSING YOU
I DO WHATS BEST FOR ME U DO WHATS BEST FOR U!
IM, NOT CONCERNED WITH A BULLSHIT NEVA WAS/
IM GETTIN MAD CUZ..BLOODS, KINGS, NETAS, AND ZULUS
ALL OVER THIS WORLD IM OLD SCHOOL DO YOU'/
I PUT IN WORK AND I DO SHOWS/
THE PROMOS, REHEARSALS (aLL OF THAT@!)
BACK TO INTERVIEWS NO TIME FOR MYSELF
DRIVE THROUGH DINNERS NO TIME FOR MY HEALTH
I WONDER HOW IM SURVIVING MYSELF
ANGIE BEBE GOT THE TITLE AND BELT!
THE QUEEN OF HIP HOP RADIO THROUGH THE MANY YEARS
BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS HAPPY TO BE HERE
ON A SEQUEL AND IM STILL WORKING
I KNOW U GOT HATE IN YOUR BLOOD ITS STILL HURTIN
IM AN ANIMAL!

THATS HOW IT IS THATS WHAT WE ARE WALK WITH OUT HEADS UP HIGH CUZ WE ANIMALS
STRAIGHT BEASTS 18 HOURS A DAY WORK NO SLEEP WE ARE ANIMALS, THATS HOW IT IS ,
THATS WHAT WE ARE WALK WITH OUT HEADS UP HIGH CUZ WE ANIMALS WE STRAIGHT BEASTS
18 HOURS A DAY WORK NO SLEEP!

...ANGIEEEEEEEEEE...............

been around the world all i see is straight bitches snitchin do anything for
that almight dolla but i aight goin holla ur pussy smell worse thin a fish
tank so bounce while smoke this ounce

(Life the brightest diamonds ever known Angie mar TS )
(take ??짝창?짝??쨔m to the record)

I wish you understood how I feel
'cause these words is real
After that bullshit I could have preferred to chill
Or tell you what you deserve to get
But I still sat back and heard ya shit
You said chill it wasn??짝??????째 shit
But come on I deserve to be mad
That whole situation was bad
I wished it was one of those moments
In it I could break and just laugh
But it was too serious to take what I had
I mean what I had was deep
It??짝??????짱 still deep but damn
It??짝??????짱 sad to see how one weekend
Can be like damn
One situation, See I can??짝??????째
Have this type of relation
He??짝??????짱 ma man or he??짝??????짱 ma nigga
Or he??짝??????짱 ma try to understand
Please pa honest is the plan
And I don??짝??????째 mean please pa
Begginwit ma hands
I mean like please pa ma feelings damn

Chorus

See I know what your facing (I know)
This fucked up situation (ohh oh)
And maybe she might like me
But me leavinain??짝??????째 likely (I ain??짝??????째 goinno where Angie)
'cause baby you??짝??????짰e a part of me
And maybe its jus hard to see
That you could flip everyday
But you gonlove me anyway

Verse 2

Yea I know I was wrong to, I made the wrong move
I went and looked at something that belonged to you
And I found out something I was all confused
Mixed emotions cominfeelinall abused
Shocked when I read who you was callin boo
Dropped it and I left stormed out
No talking to you
You neva understand how I felt
Walkindown stairs and u knew something was wrong
But I had to finish that song
Couple minutes really didn??짝??????째 take me that long
Still feelinconfused
But I had to go strong on the track
And relax, sit back, then you came in
And you asked what??짝??????짱 wrong , the facts was blatant
I ain??짝??????째 have to say it, stop playinShyt at that point even you knew I was ok to
flip
How could you no matter what u thought we was


jus throw around the word called love
(c??짝??????짝on that??짝??????짱 fucked up)

Chorus

See I know what your facing (Ohh Ohh)
This fucked up situation
And maybe she might like me
But me leavin ain??짝??????째 likely
'cause baby you??짝??????짰e a part of me (girl I??짝??????짝 goincrazy)
And maybe its jus hard to see
That you could flip everyday
But you gonlove me anyway

Verse 3

Its exactly how it is
Exactly what I??짝??????짝 talking bout
Exactly where it end up
A song after I??짝??????짝 walkin out
Niggas don??짝??????째 understand when you give em ya all
How many times you hang up when you dying to call
Tryna dial his numbers and stop at the first 4
Then when u get to 7 ya heart beat like you 11
I learned ma lesion in a way
If there was any
I??짝??????짝 still tryna understand shit wit out no Henny
Jus a clear mind why you thinking its just mere rhymes
I gotta go threw this shit and still record fine
And get on air be clear animal fa-real
Each year, fa real shit goin on
I??짝??????짝 prepared
I ain??짝??????째 the only one chicks be goin threw it
Niggas don??짝??????째 understand we be borderline loosinit
And these feelings is real
So like I said in the first verse I wish u understood how I feel
Fa real

Chous

See I know what your facing (I kno)
This fucked up situation (angie)
And maybe she mite like me (hey
But me leavin ain??짝??????째 likely (baby
'cause baby you??짝??????짰e a part of me( she
And maybe its jus hard to see heey
That you could flip everyday
But you gonlove me anyway
(you gon love me ne way, oh girl, hey hey come on baby you go flip)

[Lil' Mo] Yeaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy!!! [Angie M] Oh yeah yeah {Lil' Mo] Yeaaaaaaaaaaayyyy!!! [Angie M] Uh, woo! come on, uh [Lil' Mo] If I can go, with you [Angie M] Yo, yo, uh [Verse 1: Angie Martinez] If I can chose a place to go it gotta be far away From here we could crossover like Hardaway Somewhere outside the states where tommorow's like today And I'm out in a space where nobody else can stay And, if I can go, with you Then I'll go get the ticket right now if that's cool Have you ever been close to feelin like leavin the coast too Feelin like leavin with somebody who Hold you the right way while watchin the night fade Make you feel like you right back in the ninth grade When you know what he likes and what he might say And you try to be calm and answer in nice ways And, if I can go, with you Way out the states no 2 ways and no page No cells and no trace, and you just a phone call away So all I got to say is [Chorus: Lil' Mo] If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow If can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away [Verse 2: Sacario] And, if I can go, with you Oh boy we 'bout to make a lot of people annoyed And cry you better know I know how to sneak with them toys And boy with the block since around 94 boy And, if I can flow, with you Huggin Tato after the studio I roll with you I send Dutch and three other goons to go get you Sacario the name hold weights the whole issue Grown men keep on cryin get mo' tissue The way me and this girl be rhymin it's so official Them I'm takin a trip too with no pistols Cause everything peace only sand no streets Little Miami Heat that's the plan we'll see Two cups, one in Senado one in Sand Beach And, I'll think I'll go, with you So tell the station you need a week back to you [Chorus: Lil' Mo] If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow If can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away [Bridge: Lil' Mo] You can fly away, no one has to know Will you take me with you, cause if I can go Soon as you say the word, we'll be on our way To a foreign place, you got to tell me [Angie Martinez] Yo, uh, so now that we got a plan are you comin? We could plan a week The only question now is LaGuardia or Kennedy? [Sacario] And a seat, know why? the window cause I like to see And seein as to how I'm so fly me and the clouds can speak [Angie+S] And, since we 'bout to go, in a few [Sacario] Go 'head [Angie Martinez] Oh, I just wanted to tell Trace thank you That week off I'm grateful what was you tryin to say boo? [Sacario] Nuttin just grab my chain off the table and 2 way too [Angie Martinez] Ok, that little place it's a great move But ain't no problems, unless the water don't stay blue [Sacario] And the shop's there? [Angie Martinez] If they don't got em, they don't make em ([Sacario:] True!) No concrete just sand, throw away your shoes Now, that we are on, our way And our bags is packed and the car service is not late Everything's ok, so I guess I catch you on the next track Now I don't gotta ask [Chorus: Lil' Mo] If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say Baby vamos, we'll fly away, like there is no, no tomorrow If I can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all I'll get my things, soon as you say, baby vamos, we'll fly away [Outro: Lil' Mo] If I can go, contigo, I'll pack my things, soon as you say Baby vamos, we'll fly way, like there is no, no tomorrow And if I can go, contigo, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all Nothing at all, I'll tell my friends, nothing at all

[Angie Martinez] Oh!

[Sacario]
I don't think y'all ready (Angie Martinez Laughing)
It's what the world's been waitin for, live big, car keys the remix
I go by the name of Sacario

[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon keep doin this
[Fat Joe] Gangsta

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Yo! We leak heat on the streets, still they doubted it
When I could easily eat any emcee who think he 'bout it
Flows sickenin, either your under a rock
Or ya mothafuckers is just not listenin
And I don't me to sound hard or calice
But if you keep sleepin on Joe it just could result to violence
A couple of shots a clear the place
Brrrrraaaappppp! Cocksuckers we here to stay
It's the cook coke man, one 'mo gain
How the fuck you gettin dough when you look broke man?
It's the mink coat man, cost me nothin
See me jumpin in the pool with it just for frontin
And the chicks love the fat guy, I wish it's cause of the dick
But I bet it's cause of the chips and the fast life
Me and Ange livin big forever
Think a click fuckin with this man whatever

[Chorus: Sacario]
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that dough, you don't need a nigga that trip
And everybody with car keys only big car keys
Pull out your car keys everybody please
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that though, even on a remix chick
And everybody with car keys only big car keys
Pull out your car keys everybody please

[Verse 2: Angie Martinez]
Oh! It's just me the O.G.
And since this live big let's start with B.I.G.
And rep it for Big Pun and do it for Big L
And since I got a big truck you know I live well
On the remix, other stations I can't agree with
I been here for ten years ain't never leavin
It's been clear I went there so you could see shit
Let them fear we not scared it ain't a secret
Hope you prepared in the streets get ready
Cause we keep this steady, Animal House piece is heavy
Do more hotlines than hot nine
Keep your hand on your mouth cause we get very
Ugly out there, trust me out there
They love me out there, from Miami back to here
It's a new day I'm battin up, with homeruns
Sacario four album and I'm droppin this summer

[Chorus: Sacario]
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that dough, you don't need a nigga that trip
And everybody with car keys only big car keys
Pull out your car keys everybody please
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that though, even on a remix chick
And everybody with car keys only big car keys
Pull out your car keys everybody please

[Verse 3: Sacario]
Mr. Guantalo ay still eat where you won't be seated
Still shop where you won't be greated
Since the double XL there ain't a spot that they don't be peakin
And live big number one record northeast region
So stop breathin, I'll let you shop for scraps soon after I eat
This is the remix back with the beat
Clowns, take them scraps home don't be proud
Cristal don't make tops so we don't drink we pour our
I know I make you sick so call out
Like my soles latino crowds stomp the floor out
Sacario crew, still tigre out
Sixty deep at Jimmy's and I got the technicians with me
I'm just here to take all y'all chicks
To make all this money and drive all y'all sick
And I never, 'gon, stop remix
My own shit is problems whenever I drop

[Chorus: Sacario]
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that dough, you don't need a nigga that trip
And everybody with car keys only big car keys
Pull out your car keys everybody please
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that though, even on a remix chick
And everybody with car keys only big car keys
Pull out your car keys everybody please

[Outro: Angie Martinez]
(Laughing) It's the remix baby, Animal House, Angela, Sacario, Joe Crack
It's a new day

(Little Girl) and u will never break me til the day i die
(Angie)
yo every time i turn around they say
how i deal with that weak shit
i told yall of the stages i cant agree wit
we showed yall, promoted yall
on how to freak shit ...
but here's a little secret...uh uh
we still number one
blazin hip hop and r&b quick
cuz its simple and plain
how can u sit and complain quick
when we payed the way for u to
get in the game chicks
nigga's wuteva...its
only the real that they recognize by the real
and since u dont recognize
u know the deal
How i feel? I dont
no emotionz get showed
if anything i feel violated being
that we been cloned
reporterz quit, i dont get caught up in the mix
10 years deep, i wuz brought up in this shit
OG , big truck series, the carz is gone
any questions? ill be directing ur commentz
to alkatron...sing that shit

a primitive mind is all i
all i eva had
and u will neva break me
til the day i die

My reputation and my name is superb
now add that with animal house
and a flow thats like rain down a curb
Cuz I , write a verse and I change a few
words , edit and perfected it ..
and and...
Im still on the air
about the dough
be clear , u gotta go
each year we lock and load
beware im outta control
animal mode will let u know not to hand me no goal
everything i write hot like mah hand on a stove
the ----- know bullshit dont effect me
like a die hard knicks fan
so na mas if's and's
I could show u how power shit get ran
and I cant get budged
cuz when ur best friend is the jury
bottom line is u cant get judged and
that last line when ova ya head so
u'll prolly neva know til ur dead eitha way
wut i said iz real , sing

a primitive mind is all i
all i eva had
and u will neva break me
til the day i die

uh yo uh..
and im not bein cocky
cuz i work mah way up
and even tho it hurt
neva gave up
went from handin out fliers
to number one major..
i dont ----------------------
im about dollaz, hold ur 2 centz saved up
dropped mah first album
neva rocc in mah life
did everything on mah own
wrote the songs, hit the mic
get the beats all nice
stayed up got it right
minimal help, felt alone
now u got a problem right ?
cuz its animal house , the team iz here
its a new day with me this year
be clear , im focused
best coaches , way too many peeps
pro to machines and way to much heat
still grounded neva been way up in the sky
workaholic still spend days inside
angie u could neva break me , i move wise
and thats til the day I die , oh my god

a primitive mind, is all i
all i eva had
and u will neva break me
til the day i die

He was all I wanted, late night talkin,
on the phone till daylight often,
at home he came thru, dinner on the table,
plate bites lost him, the love was strong then,
we went for walks then, then I lost him,
I mean he's still her but I ignore him,
cuz hes too busy for me,
he comes around a few minutes then leave,
things aint the way they used to be,
then I met this guy right down the street,
and this is what he said to me

hello good lookin, tell me how are you,
every time i see you baby, lookin so
good,let me show you girl, i can be so good

I tryed to work things out, bring things back
arguments started, you dont know how to act,
coulda brought up the fact, that today i met this new dude,
and i dont need ta say it, he probly woulda thought i was playin,
and he probly woulda said stop playin,
but this bullshit I'm about to stop, takin,
cuz this new guy's about to drop, waitin,
i aint playin, he played him self,
need space need time, oh well, you can have all the space in the world, and
your man might have found a new girl

even though you dont know me, what can i do,
let me see you girl, one saturday afternoon,
let me show you girl, i can be so good

every girl need's affection, not somebody whos stressin,
hope he learned his lesson, cuz in one direction,
you cant see to the left and, you're stuck wit a dumb fuck,
who dont understand that one truck, dont matta to you,
no car crib either, just you and him in a two seata,
but they always find out when its too late,
tellin me to wait, no you wait,
wait till you see me in his arms,
and understand that I'm gone

hello good lookin, tell me how are you,
i see you girl, walkin that avenue,
let me show you girl, i can be so good

I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot
Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas
Car behind me on my ass, speed pass
Turn the radio on that's my joint got me and I need to dance
Pull up in the truck and it ain't my man's
You screaming "hey yo", you don't got a chance
Son, you are speaking a language I don't understand
Know the dude I hang with, I don't hold his hand
Cause, me, I'm free to choose
It's possible to leave with you
When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you
Let's ride
At one I arrive
Walked past the line
Damn his ass is fine
Some guy now we up in the spot
Watch
Place hot
Couple of bottles champagne popped
And that's how we doing it now
I'm scheming while the DJ's moving the crowd

Chorus x2
I was wondering if I could take you home
Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

It's around 2 A.M.
The mood is trend
The club is snug
I see him watching, love is love
Caught him when I looked up, gave him a glance
Promotion chick walked over while I'm shaking her hand
I'm looking over her
Sorry but I'm waiting for this man
Is what I told her, so she could leave
No breaking up my plans
No time for talking about shows
Or dates that I could host
Damn, he walking over to me, they breaking out the jokes
My girls laughing
They see me already imagining
He whispered in my ear, would I dance with him
I answered him
He took my hand with him
Dancing close
I turned around and gave him my back, he passed a smoke
He put his hand on my hip, then my stomach
He must want it
And I was really just 'bout to leave, his clique fronted
Like they don't see
That they man 'bout to tell 'em peace
And to think, I wasn't even gonna go out..see?

Chorus

All I need is my lip gloss, I.D., gum, and I'm straight
Especially if it's Envy in bungalow eight
We making it hot on the dance floor today
But my girls wanna leave cause there's nothing to take
Nothing to meet
Spot dead, nothing to see
Then we all agree that we won't leave
Cause some spots the papi's still come at three
That's when I tell the DJ to run that please
He dancing behind me
I feel what's under his jeans
And I had one too many so I'm under his scheme
I mean I'm cool and the gang
The music is playing
Think I found what I'm looking for, no purpose in waiting
Almost time for breakfast
Standing by the coat checkers
Looking for my parking lot ticket...that's it
And this night just ended
Can't say with who, what, or where but it'll definitely be remembered

Chorus

Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight only
Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight only

(Intro: Petey Pablo)
(That's right) that's right (6x)
That's right

(Chorus: Petey Pablo)
All that you've been waitin' on! (15x)

(Verse: Angie Martinez)
Now everybody just bounce-bounce
When we climb up outta' that truck
And you standin' out in that line
And we walk straight in - nigga that's wassup
Straight to the V-I, where they got them bottles ready
My name good cause we kinda heavy
Walk in with the hood and the cars steady talkin'
Wish I could, but our time is very important
You should find your mind already
Cause I got hot shit, hooks kinda' catchy
I spit so quick, no time to catch me, nah-uh don't stress me
Cause we, just came to make ya bounce
"Tear da club up" and clear it out
Thugs in the club: beef just air it out
Now everybody just bounce-bounce

(chorus 2x)

(Verse: Angie Martinez)
Now everybody just bounce-bounce
Every time we jump on that stage
From page 1 through to 8
In the hallways or through the day
You know our name good, kinda' thick
Woke up in the spot with the shiny whips
Keep talkin' a lot - bring out the grimey chicks
Incase you forgot how the grimey get
Niggas surround this shit, let me remind you chick
How one hit can leave you all blind and shit
Have to send your little friends to come find your shit
But right now there's really no time to flip
Just bounce, get twisted, get ripped no doubt, that's
What I'm talkin' about
'Till ya whole crew, they walkin' ya out
Swear ya'll never drink again, sure no doubt

(Chorus 2x)

(Bridge: Petey Pablo)
(That's right) that's right (6x)
That's right (ok, this is it right here)

(Verse: Angie Martinez)
Now if you still Bouncin' and this yo shit
Then ok, pump it in your whip
We get it crunk, in the A-T-L
Down in the south, baby blaze that L
Just bounce, bounce, rep your hood
Rep your city, playa it's all good
This worldwide, any town any club
Unless you busy, you can party wit us
'Till the mornin' come, then we on the run
Then we do it again - cause that's how it is
On them ones, playa that's how it is
Talk money? It's done that, just biz
I get it on lock like "that's just a bid"
Every time I rock it's like "that's just the kid"
If you didn't know, now you know
Gotta get this paper, gotta go gotta go

(Chorus 2x)

Intro: Angie Martinez (N.O.R.E. in background))
Yea, ok...
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
Yea, uh, yo, uh

(Verse: Angie Martinez)
They call me "Digalo" Angie
Rippin' the arenas in Miami
Slippers in the sand beach, c'mon dance with me
Or the chulos in white tees (yea)
You ain't peeped the Billboard on Jimmy's
Then I guess you cannot see
You wanna party wit me, da-to
Only big dogs invited, no gatos
Quite though, what's with all the questions, whoa
Why you asking? I'm all in wit my friends embarrassing
Be easy, you wanna get up close and personal?
Cop the CD, if not leave me
I'm bout to bag somethin', why you blocking?
Cause your man in Timbs is home watchin'?
I'm a pro, mangu on the stove
Chancletas and a robe, my crew at the show
Big Pun in my heart, esperate how it go? it go
(Men chanting)

(Chorus: N.O.R.E. (2x))
It go esperate, hold on, legs so strong
We can do it, we can do it, we can get it on
You know what's "papichu", and playing "capicu"
And tell them chicks that they can all come around too

(Verse: Angie Martinez)
Andre mia amor, I would love to date you
Soon as I come off tour
I like papis from Cuba, Colombia, Bermuda, Peru or Ecuador
We got PR, DR, Mexico, Panama
Guatama' pa's wit flags in their cars
This is for the Jose's, Juan's, Claudio's
Broadway, LES, en el bario
Bronx, Fernando's, only trabajando
On the calle, watchin' for bandos
These - Orlando, Victor's, Tony's
Who pick up and hold me, put away your Rolly
I like 'em low key, oh you blow trees?
I got half an o-z you shoulda' told me
I get the groceries and 'Pac's CD
Now everybody sing my part with me, c'mon

(Chorus)

(Verse: Angie Martinez)
Hard level to the quarters at the fight screaming "Ti-to!"
Or at the table all night, more heat though
Whachu know about the Chimmy-Cherry?
And don't forget, I need a cab para tu me le tumbe le
Come down - BK, uptown - NY to LA
Everything's still "Suavemente"
Para mi jente, after the show
Everybody get your freak on (sawago-sawago)
All my eses, Etey
This is the casa con anamo anamo
You know what's that? Angie the Old G
I can be a girl, and be your "Cold D"
And we can go eat, see, I'm a keeper
All I ask is for me to see you in wife beaters
And in them nice sneakers
He like me? I don't doubt him
Word? You got feelings for me? then cop two albums!

(Chorus)

(Men Chanting)
Esperate, hold on, legs so strong
We can do it, we can do it, we can get it on!
We can do it, we can do it, we can get it on!
Oohhhh!

(Angie Martinez)
(Laughing)
Whoo! Cool and Dre, baby
Oh! (Laughing)
It's club but it's still sexy
Hey! Life is good
I need it louder
Yeah, man
What is that?

(Angie Martinez)
What's that sound?
If you outside the club, and your joint c'mon
You just pop the truck
Pull the car up and the line is packed, and you far
You tired a' waiting, you better be catch a charge like
"Move bitch, get out the way", flash the bouncer to get out a payin'
And that sound make you wanna get on stage
Oh, you gotta move dem thangs
Beat change
It's a Cool and Dre thing
That'll move your thang thang
Remove your ring
Change the sound
Get your jewels all sweated up
The booze is deaded up
Anything goes
Bring it back
If you just catchin' up
The sound coming outta the club, that's wassup!
And they let you up
Finally you dancing it up
Movin' around, DJ Keith - (damn)

(Chorus)
I need that sound
That new shit, that hot shit
Make you move shit - what's that sound?
That move crowds, that new sound
Make you can kick down - who's that chick?
That's Angie I'm manly!
Screamin' Angie - what's that sound?
And this Missy gettin' tipsy off the whiskey

(Missy Elliott)
2002 be scared, cause I'm runnin' this shit this year
Haters 'n haters you better be clear
Or you'll be kissin' my pussy on the rear
What I'm talking 'bout, with my filthy mouth, from the Dirty South
Is a drug-drop, c'mon check me out
Ain't nobody does it easy sleezy
And ain't nobody got the dick to sling me (owwww!)
God damn, what's that sound?
Didn't I tell you I'm about to shake it down?
I'm no punk, but I kill her like time
Get on the floor', yes yes m'am
When I show up the club get cram
Insecure bitch watch yo man!
Me and Ang like butter on toast
I don't mean to boast, but we do

(Chorus)

(Angie Martinez)
Hello?
Oh that's my ears ringing
I'm sitting here thinking that sound is still bangin'
As we leavin' the spot I'm still drinking
Gotta' leave cause the cops are still waiting
So we circle the block, as we workin' to blot
Then purposely watch - we so blingin'
And the truck is bright
Light up the night
Blinking, as we stuck in the chair feel like we sinking
That sound still drowned the air waves
The echo in my head feel like a bear cave
So I sit back to the sound of this track
Playin' on my way home - I can't forget that
That beat when you hear from the street
Make you wanna get on the floor and don't even speak
Cause it don't even matter who be around
Get... And that's DJ Keith - playin' that sound

(Chorus x2)

yo...
(Angie)
...Who's this?
Cuben...
(Angie)
...It didn't sound like you waz' up pa!?
Waz up booby?...
...(laughs)...Your way...
Waz up my sister my motherfuckin'...
(Angie)
...ju miss me??..
say you jus cam back from Cuba ...
(Angie)
yeah man it was crazy babe cohibas all day
I know you brought me a Cohiba...
(Angie)
...No doubt
waz up baby how you doing we go party tonight?
(Angie)
allright we going to jimmy's call domingo...
... I'll call domingo I'll tell 'em to meet us there...
(Angie)
aiight baby see ya tonight

[Angie Martinez]
Yo, yo, yo, uhh, uhh, yo, yo, whoo whoo whoo whoo, yo, uhh, hey!
Sometimes you gotta, catch yo' breath and,
all the time you gotta watch yo' step and,
catch me all on yo' neck, stressin' 'bout "What you doin' next?"
And I ain't got much left; tolerance wit' a hoop-la
La hodienda no se para nunca, yeah
They give it to you but I,
keep it movin' while I'm runnin' wit' the rap race
But I need a little damn space, to breathe
I gotta just do me; why I always gotta be sexy huh?
Would you mind when you spill it like me?
In a pair of Air Max sweat pants hoodie huh?
Would ya, get off my back, c'mon, let a nigga relax
Cause I'm, all woman now, hear me roar
Right now I'm 'bout to hit the door,
so I can parle', it's my day, 'bout to pick up my girls at the highway
Gotta get away, gotta do it now, gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah

[Chorus: Angie Martinez + singer]
Gotta be free, gotta do me
Gotta get away, get away
Gotta gimmie some time to breathe
Gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah
C'mon ladies come ride wit' me
Gotta get away, get away
Gotta relax your body!
Gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah
I just really need some time to ease my mind and let my spirit gooo!

[Angie Martinez - over end of Chorus]


Gonna fly.. c'mon..
How many women cook and clean, wash the clothes
work a job, come home - mop the floors, wash the sofas
Nah, no time for that, besides, ya only rest when it's time to wack
Plus thats that time you can be the gent,
gettin' ya legs tight, gettin' ya head right
Doin' it every night in summer time almost
You wanna ass lookin' firm when they come up close
One of single mother types wit' a couple of kids?
Nuttin' come before them, don't give a f**k who it is
You a proud ass woman, never cry for help
Been doin' it for years all by yourself
For cryin' out loud, can ya get your props?
Wanna pull your hair out cause the shit don't stop and,
ya nigga wanna stress, gettin' no rest
Takin' no breaths, it's PMS
Wanna know when do I get my day
Wanna pick up my girls at the highway
Gotta get away, gotta do it now, gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah

[Chorus]

[singer]
Yo necesito un poco de paz.. en mi vida!
Necesito un poco de paz.. en mi vida!
Some times a girl just wants to be free
from what you think of me baby please
get up off my back and give a girl some space
because we're livin' in a big bad place
I just really need some time to have a little piece of mind and
breathe, breeeaathe!

(Wyclef Jean)
Wyclef, chillin with Angie
Live at Jimmy's, worldwide baby
Azuuuu-car!

(Chorus: Wyclef)
Suavemente, be-sa-me
Angie Martinez, can I get a date on Friday?
Suavemente, just when I thought she'd say yes..
Yo, yo, that's when a kid pulled the tec and the whole crowd parted
Why you fuckin up the party before it gets started?

(Angie Martinez)
Yo, yo, yo, yo it's Angie
The way I flip it make you switch your shit to plan B
And I'll be dipped out in the club lookin fancy
And we ain't chillin too tough if you ain't family
You mad at me man please I'm chillin low-key
That's why I got my little hat on
In the V.I.P. where everybody high fash-ion
Gettin they mack on, thirsty fo' satisfaction
And it's, bound to happen like latins goin platinum
Now we, in it lookin for the big peso
And my, song inspired by Elvis Crespo
And we, gettin it started so baby let's go
Nasty boys in the party singin, "Dame Webo"
Better, make it easy cause we livin suave
Be bout the +Smooth Operators+ like Sade
"Coast 2 Coast, New York to Chicago
East L.A."

(Chorus)

(Angie Martinez)
Funny how times flies when you gettin drunk (uh-huh)
It's three A.M. and we still ain't had enough (uh-huh)
Bout the time when everybody know whassup
See them niggaz pushin up, now you know they wanna (WHAT?)
See the big pop-pas chasin mu-cha-chas
Whylin out, right right, be like ooh-la-la
But they gets na-da, make me laugh ha-ha
Like HA-HA-HA, HA-HA!
They be, silly boys in brand new clothes (uh-ha)
Actin up with nothin, puttin on shows (uh-ha)
At the bar, frontin, strikin up a pose
in cubic zircon's like nobody knows, but
it's okay papi, I won't tell (uh-huh)
If they don't know you might as well
do your thang duh-dah-dah-duh-dah
Pero suave yo!

(Chorus - 2X)

(Wyclef)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente

(Wyclef Jean)
Wyclef, chillin with Angie
Live at Jimmy's, worldwide baby
Azuuuu-car!

(Chorus: Wyclef)
Suavemente, be-sa-me
Angie Martinez, can I get a date on Friday?
Suavemente, just when I thought she'd say yes..
Yo, yo, that's when a kid pulled the tec and the whole crowd parted
Why you fuckin up the party before it gets started?

(Angie Martinez)
Yo, yo, yo, yo it's Angie
The way I flip it make you switch your shit to plan B
And I'll be dipped out in the club lookin fancy
And we ain't chillin too tough if you ain't family
You mad at me man please I'm chillin low-key
That's why I got my little hat on
In the V.I.P. where everybody high fash-ion
Gettin they mack on, thirsty fo' satisfaction
And it's, bound to happen like latins goin platinum
Now we, in it lookin for the big peso
And my, song inspired by Elvis Crespo
And we, gettin it started so baby let's go
Nasty boys in the party singin, "Dame Webo"
Better, make it easy cause we livin suave
Be bout the +Smooth Operators+ like Sade
"Coast 2 Coast, New York to Chicago
East L.A."

(Chorus)

(Angie Martinez)
Funny how times flies when you gettin drunk (uh-huh)
It's three A.M. and we still ain't had enough (uh-huh)
Bout the time when everybody know whassup
See them niggaz pushin up, now you know they wanna (WHAT?)
See the big pop-pas chasin mu-cha-chas
Whylin out, right right, be like ooh-la-la
But they gets na-da, make me laugh ha-ha
Like HA-HA-HA, HA-HA!
They be, silly boys in brand new clothes (uh-ha)
Actin up with nothin, puttin on shows (uh-ha)
At the bar, frontin, strikin up a pose
in cubic zircon's like nobody knows, but
it's okay papi, I won't tell (uh-huh)
If they don't know you might as well
do your thang duh-dah-dah-duh-dah
Pero suave yo!

(Chorus - 2X)

(Wyclef)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente

Featuring Q-Tip

[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Girl, you gotta move dem thangz, dem thangz
I wanna see you move dem thangz, dem thangz
In the hood dawg, you know they move dem thangz, dem thangz
Cause ain't a damn thing changed man, they move dem thangz
(yeah, it's my thang)
[A] Yeah, I know how to move it.. (yeah, it's my thang)
[Q] I know how to do it.. (yeah, it's my thang)
[A] I know how to move it man.. (yeah, it's my thang)
[Q] And I know how to do it

[Angie Martinez]
Yo, whoo!
Step up in the club like "Who up in here?"
Linda Carter with the world premier, watch out now!
Shit ain't clear, cause Hova got me open on the Belvedere
Yeah, settin it real good feelin proper
Checkin out the nigga with the Gucci parka, like
Uh-huh, okay, whassup?
It's a luv-a-dub, and it's your world
I'm a choosy girl
but we can dance to the dawn like Lucy Pearl
Cause you got that thang thang
And we can do big thangz, but go, easy
Like I told you before, cause I don't wanna hurt you pah.. huh
And the name is Angela
And ain't too many niggaz that can handle her, it's true

[Chorus]

[Angie Martinez]
Uhh, since the start of it all
Standin alone, claimin my own, y'know?
Little that, little this
Cop a couple pieces to cover my little wrists
Prayin while they hopin they sayin my shit'll miss
Man listen, it's, my, thang I'm, well connected
Pull dem strings and I'm, not new
On the block for a minute
And I, won't stop 'til I get it, get it
Comin widdit like the Punisher
Gettin all up in your stomach uhh.. huh, my bad
Gettin focused now
Lot of niggaz in the club wanna poke us now
But, back it up baby nice and slow
Cause I roll with a whole lot of G.I. Joe's
In the cut camoflauged with they eyes on me
while I, move, my thang, c'mon

[Chorus]

[Angie Martinez]
Yo.. I, come through - doin what I do
Niggaz buggin out like, "Who the fuck knew?"
Same chick from the radio dial
Same one from the summer jam, gettin 'em wild
But now my niggaz it's a new day
BK always like Biggie doin "Jui-cy"
Iced out like David Blaine
What's it all about baby IT'S, MY, THANG

[A] Yeah, I know how to move it.. (yeah, it's my thang)
[Q] I know how to do it.. (yeah, it's my thang)
[A] I know how to move it man.. (yeah, it's my thang)
[Q] And I know how to do it (yeah, it's my thang)

[Chorus]

[A] Yeah, I know how to move it..
[Q] I know how to do it..
[A] I know how to move it man..

Yo yo angie, come downstairs, the pub is open
Hurry up ma! put your socks, put your slippers on!
C'mon ma hurry! (alright then, i got it)

[the product g&b]
Oooohhh angie..
Ooo-whoaaaa, yeahhh..
Oooh yeah hooooo whoahhhh, ohhh-ye ohhhhh-yeah

[angie martinez]
Uh, yeah (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Uh (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Uh-uh-uh uh-ah uh-ah-uh-ah
I started in brooklyn, comin up in the game
Everybody has a story mine wasn't the same
Angela, delinquent, i thought i was grown
I went through a lot things way before i was known
See my moms, she never knew i would make it all start
She was through with the bad grades, the late nights in the park
Causin my mom pain, my life was in the dirt
I played hooky all day while she was hard at work
Sorry ma, know it was hard and my pops was a jerk
She packed her shit and got us out of there before it got worse
Moved the fam to miami in hopes of changin my ways
A big portion of my mind still remained in a daze
It wasn't 'til we came back my life matured
Success would be the only thing that i was fightin for
I was determined to get there, and keep it hot
Since that day my only goal was to reach the top

[chorus: the product g&b]
To every little girl, on every block
That's comin of age tryin to reach the top
I said no matter who you are, you can reach the stars
But never forget, how fragile you are, cause a girl is fragile

[angela martinez]
It's crazy, when i think back, sometimes i have to cry
Cause when you young, you don't see how life can pass you by
You don't even really care if you gon' starve or not
This go back to ninety-three when i got the job at hot
I used to answer the phones for flex, do overnight spurts
Back then, i was like, "hey who knows? it might work"
I wasn't satisfied, but it would just begin
Cause in ninety-five, i was every day, six to ten
I put in a lot of work so i could bring in my listeners
I secured a fanbase, although some of them dissed us
I was new at my thang, but i was doin my thang
And i would never let nobody try to ruin my thang
But of course, there were people couldn't stand where i was
Cause although know i'm in, i wasn't made what i was
Through the heat, kept it movin, throw the haters a smile
What would they do if they knew her heart was fragile?

[chorus]

[the product g&b]
Angela.. (uh-huh) angela.. (hahahah)
Angela.. (wooh!) angela.. (uhh, uhh)

[angie martinez]
Overall, it's a rough business, it could stop even you
There's people that's gonna say things that's not even true
Like the one about me not bein down for my women
And i hated the lesbian rumors that went around for a minute
How bout the one that goes, 'yeah, she goes with him.
He bought her the car, the ice, the clothes and rims.'
And i'm sure you all heard she caught one dead in the face
It'd been different if she said what she said to my face
As for men, who knows where my story will start
I went through a relationship that nearly tore me apart
So i'm chillin for now, it's all about me for the moment
Cause there's things that i wouldn't allow
But i'ma be aight though, keep comin with tight flow
Try to stay on the low while i'm watchin your hype grow
Playin the role like nobody can cramp your style
But i know, like you know, that you're fragile

[chorus]

{*the product g&b ad lib to the end*}

Angie: what's this?
(unfolding of letter)
Angie & guy: dear angie
Guy: I know we've been together a long time boo
But I'm writing this letter cus
I really couldn't face you like
It's kinda ill
I gotta a lot things going on right now
And I met somebody too
So I need a little space ma for real

[hook]
This mothafucka told me that he'd love me for life
He told me he had my back and I would be his fucking wife
He told me no matter what baby everythings gon be ok
And now this mothafucka's leaving and he don't think he gon pay

[verse 1]
Think a letta like this gon kill me dude?
Shit you was lucky I was real wit you
Shit you was lucky I was feeling you
Let me tell you what a bitch that's real will do
I remember all the things that we did in my house
Should of never left shit in my house
Get your clothes and your boots and suits nigga get em up out
You would never know what I'm about
When I'm in doubt I walk away like it's the in thing
Follow all my instincts
The henessey in ya blood got ya strong like ginseing
Who the hell you think ya pimpin?
Not me you can go
I don't care what you leaving me for
If you stay you'll be deceiving me more
Let me see what you do when you can't get your feet on the floor
You didn't think that I would even the score
Through the heat of it all
I was there for you
Cared for you
But you never gave the love back
I don't care if you a thug cat
Ain't no mothafucka ever gon treat me like a rugrat
It's niggas like you that make a bitch wanna wil' out
Put a brick through you windshield
I don't care how your fam or your fake ass friends feel
Since day one I've always been real
But you took it for granted damnit
You got me actin foul
Think you a playa international?
Got your bank card know your pin number so I'm cashin now
On some funny shit look who's laughing now
I'ma sell all the jewelry you left behind
Me being deaf, dumb, and blind
Instead of being two steps ahead I was a step behind
Thought you never gonna wreck my mind

[hook x2]

[background hook]
I don't care though
You can go now
Pack your shit up
I don't need you

[verse 2]
You messed with my mind was the worse thing you ever did
I ain't the one for the wedding ring
Your doing this for your benefit
You degenerate
Stab me in the back like a benidect
But I blame myself for being blind for the scrub type
Should've knew from the getgo
But it's cool I can live I can learn get wise to my life
It ain't hard for me to let go
I'm a strong ass woman
Ain't no way I'm gonna be depressed
Let a nigga try to wear me down
Now the rain is gone I can see clearly now
Where my mentals at you should fear me now
Look really how
Did you think I wouldn't pay ya back
Your a bitch for the way you act
You want to be in the front while I played the back
And you think that I'm gonna be ok wit that?
That's crazy wack
You ain't never wanna help the team
Did things that I felt were mean
But I let it all go
Never paid it no mind
Even though you tried to fuck with my self-esteem
When you dealt with me you had things that you never had
Niggas knew I was your better half
Now you got a new bitch
Pray to God hope she know about me
And if not I'm gonna tell her ass
Stella had to get her groove back
Nigga move back
Who me I'm just moving on
Mary j. said the best when said that I'm not gon cry
Mothafucka thought you'd knew the song
But i'ma leave it alone
Cus I'm a bigga bitch
Even though another chick'll prolly try to get you fast
He should've died
Keep this in mind
Mothafucka wish I never would've met your ass

[hook until fades out x4]

[Busta]
Busta Rhymes and Angie Mar-ti-nez
Sippin on mar-tinis
Check it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit, c'mon
Make you really wanna do the nasty shit, c'mon
Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit
Everytime we come through, me and my mans and shit

[A] Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit
[B] Angie, I love the way we form a plan and shit, c'mon
[B] You know we got 'em lovin how we movin 'em crazy
[A] How we put it down you love the way we doin it baby

[Busta]
Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she got the gat in the purse
Niggaz need to rehearse (you)
Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart attack in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the nurse
Make you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat burst
Ask(?) me, we floss fancy, me and Angie
Take shit beyond where niggaz really can't see
Flow freakin yo' music together like we nasty


When you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass me
Do whatever we stack cheddar the smart way
Blaze treets and speed down the Pulaski Parkway
In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin all day
Checkin the passenger seat, pettin my baby sharpei (woof)
Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really harm me
I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico mami!

[Angie]
Listen up, nigga get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, other than that
Everybody suspect, don't bother come test
Funk Flex blastin with it, I'm masterin it
Linda Carter of the rap game
With gold bangles on my wrists, latin chicks on the map mayn
man the game plan's arran-gin
a house on the hills of the main-land, get on board
Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess sometimes I roll deep
Underestimating mine is to not know me
I, analyze, every situation
And I rise to any occasion
And I, stays in, do me mode then I'm
runnin the streets, in do me clothes with a
sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers
In the Benz Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas..

Graso, vamos pa'l club esta noche, ¿como que no?
Que ahi'ta angie martinez, 'ta cuban link y domingo
Una cosita ahi que te voy a poner pa' los pie
Pa' hacerte bailar, tu ve carajo, va ser co'o, tijerazo...

(tabaco, tabaco y ron...)

(chorus: Domingo)
Jimmy, Copacabana, in Miami, little Habana
Ay... Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
We're gonna party hasta por la manana
Ay... Santo Domingo tomando Mamajuana
Gozando en Colombia, Venezuela y las Bahamas
Ay... Costa Rica, Peru y Tijuana
Ven conmigo mami, porque esto nadie no para
Ay...

(Angie Martinez over end of chorus)
Uhh, uhh, uhh, yo yo, yo
Bubble heavy in the club, double Henne' in the cup
Trouble and merengue make you move yo' butt
Got the fella's goin nuts, girl it's too much
Got me four numbers already, the night's still young
Papi work the room, handsome like WHAT!
Mami got new shoes, hair done like WHAT!
Me, you, speed through
"yeah, yeah, good to meet'cha, how you doin?"
Afraid to be the one baby take it floor
Don't say nuttin dumb, maybe we could do more!
Cause it's our night and it's okay!
Work hard all day, now we ready to play!
And the J, the I, the M, the M, the Y, the J, the I, the M
At Jimmy's... at Jimmy's!

(Domingo)
Jimmy, Copacabana, in Miami, little Habana
Ay... Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
We're gonna party hasta por la manana
Ay... Santo Domingo tomando Mamajuana
Gozando en Colombia, Venezuela y las Bahamas
Ay... Costa Rica, Peru y Tijuana
Ven conmigo mami, porque esto nadie no para
Ay...

(Sunkiss)
Uhh... creep to yo' block in the black Cadillac
You could go wit a grey Mac, BRRRA!
Run, duck, son - what the fuck?
See my tattoo, got Pun on my gut
Bag yo' chick, give her none of the bucks
Curse me out, call me a bum and a slut
Cause I bust quick like for ton in the bed
And I broke out wit more guns in a truck!

(Cuban Link over end of Sunkiss)
Yo, yo..
Ain't nuttin' stoppin' us from droppin'
And rockin' the whole metropolis
We lockin' this down, straight up and down
We too hot to miss, got the shit to make 'em lose it
They can't refuse it
Cause it ain't nuttin' like hip-hop music!
New shit - took a merengue beat looped it
Exclusive, without doubt, this shit's stupid!
Who's this? Cuban Link, no te asustes!
Domingo drop the bomb, i got the fuse lit

(Domingo)
Jimmy, Copacabana, in Miami, little Habana
Ay... Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
We're gonna party hasta por la manana
Ay... Santo Domingo tomando Mamajuana
Gozando en Colombia, Venezuela y las Bahamas
Ay... Costa Rica, Peru y Tijuana
Ven conmigo mami, porque esto nadie no para
Ay...

(Angie Martinez over end of chorus)
Whoo, whoo... hey!
Strobe lights twirlin', smoke everywhere
Dance floor flooded, hands in the air
Bar in the back, ballers in the rear
Find me 'round there, bottles by the pair, yeah
All night cause it feels real good
And good wood from a nigga in the hood
Ladies - shake it, shake it like a real girl should
Let it be understood
That I'm wit' my friends and we ready to go
Connects wit' Ellies to Santo Domingo!
And I, won't rest 'til i'm poppin' at the show
Watchin' all my people shoutin' "go, ma, go!"
So get it up, get it up (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
Shake it down, shake it down (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
If we havin' big fun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
If you rep Big Pun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
C'mon...

(Domingo)
Jimmy, Copacabana, in Miami, little Habana
Ay... Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
We're gonna party hasta por la manana
Ay... Santo Domingo tomando Mamajuana
Gozando en Colombia, Venezuela y las Bahamas
Ay... Costa Rica, Peru y Tijuana
Ven conmigo mami, porque esto nadie no para
Ay...

(Big Pun)
Boricua, morena; girl i wanna take ya back to Cuba (Cuba)
Habana (Habana), c'mon pretty mama
Jamaica, Puerto Rico o Santo Domingo
We could take it there!
Yeah, yeah, and bring your silk underwearies on!

(Domingo)
Jimmy, Copacabana, in Miami, little Habana
Ay... Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
We're gonna party hasta por la manana
Ay... Santo Domingo tomando Mamajuana
Gozando en Colombia, Venezuela y las Bahamas
Ay... Costa Rica, Peru y Tijuana
Ven conmigo mami, porque esto nadie no para
Ay...

(Big Pun)
... and bring your silk underwearies on!...
... and bring your silk underwearies on!...
... and bring your silk underwearies on!...
... and bring your silk underwearies on!...

Featuring Beanie Sigel, Brett, Kool G. Rap & The L.O.X.

[unknown singer]
Ohhhhh.. senorita.. when the evening sun go down
I come to.. serenade you.. from another part, of town
{*car tires peeling out*}

[Angie Martinez]
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets
From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B.
When it drops it's game over, you'll see
Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, where you at?

[The L.O.X.]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
You know we still in the hood dog, in front of the store
With the work across the street and the gun in the stall
Soon as somethin happen niggaz wanna run to the law
You know the code of the streets, never run to the law
That's why I can't even run 'less I run with a four
or I walk with a three, come and talk to 'em P
You can catch me down bottom with a bird and a glock
On the block makin money where they murder a lot
Or you can catch me up top shootin dice for a yard
I'm talkin six digits, niggaz bet the house or the car
You can catch me hittin the spliff, sick in the pit
On the fiend like I'm missin my shit, they think I'm crazy
Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes
Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy
L.O.X. hold the hammers
like we waitin for screws
With Angie Mar' BLOWIN MOTHERFUCKERS OUT OF THEY SHOES, WHAT?

[Angie Martinez]
Comin live from the streets where some died tryin to eat
From Y.O. to Philly, from Harlem to Q.B.
And when it drops, game over, you'll see
Introducin, Beanie Sigel, tell me how you livin?

[Beanie Sigel]
Aiyyo, I've been kickin murder - since Adidas with thick strings
T.I. sweatsuits, Pumas with thick chains
Four finger rings, black belts with brass names
I was spittin flames since niggaz was pitchin change
I'm a hard knock kiddo, always played the middle
Threw flacks in the crack game, getchu if I can getchu
Since a buck, played the highway, dodgin the troop boys
Jumpin in and out of Coupes, wavin for Duke boys
Always chased a penny, copped quarter waters
Tried to make a dollar chased my pop's boss daughters
Tryin to make my name, global, in all four corners
Philly baller, gamin in all four quarters
Never worked, never will - all my hoes buy my clothes
I can't go broke, never will - all my bros buy my O's
I'm the best thing that linked up with New York since Sprewell
I murder, nuttin further - fill in the details

[Brett]
I'm here, it's over, fuck how y'all feel
When I drop, y'all gon' realize it's all real
Bein left for dead, tied up, smoke 'til I was dried up
So high up, seem like the sky ducked, high what?
Life was rough, but now it's nothin to hide
Used to click and be quick to put this gun to yo' side
Be like, "That chain nice - I like that pal.
Matter fact {*click click*} I'd like that now."
You've got game? Call the name, just spell the name right
Brett, one of the best rappers ever to touch a mic
It's prophecized I'd write, spit scriptures mind blowin
'til my coffin top close and heaven skies open
Fear no man's my slogan, I hope y'all believe
I'm just like you, fear nuttin human that bleeds
My mind breed two movies, six ab-lums, a hundred poems
Thirty R&B joints, I'm beyond the norm, y'all just mad
I'm just glad, got my time to shine
Y'all the type to hit three hundred bars and run out of rhymes

[Angie Martinez]
Brett, from my ByStorm family, with Angie
Come live from the streets, from Harlem to Q.B.
And when it drops, game over, you'll see
Introducin, finally, the legendary Kool G.

[Kool G. Rap]
It's B.G.S. kid so what you facin? Caps racin
Decapitation twenty buck-fifties and lacerations
Guerilla fam' camouflaged out in the grass waitin
to blass your nation slash like Jason and bash your face in
We ass lacin top bodies and half in the basement
Our style, cast you so bad you'll need plastic replacement
When gats is raised in, fascination blastin and blazin
Evacuation for your whole staff there's gas in the tank and
Gets back abrasions from cap grazin, defy gravitation
Pull my shit back squeeze bust it like masturbation
Hold fort, hold the blow torch, leave your soul scorched
with no remorse, the state of New York, get your shit caught
When niggaz hawk, let the fifth talk
So tell me who's the next man to flip?
I stop the beef shit, with rubber handled grips
Your candle get lit, guerilla shit feed us banana clips
The hammers hit, anything in our range we dismantle it

[Angie Martinez]
Like to say thanks to my street correspondents, for gettin on this
Comin live and direct with no nonsense
Sorry folks for hurtin y'all, the previous has been brought to you
by "Up Close and Personal"

*chorus(Jay-Z(Angie Martinez))*
How you say "my love" in spanish? (Mi amor)
(How you say "my love" in thug?) Can I hit it raw?
In the backseat of my jeep, or maybe on the floor
(Easy papi) Nah mami, teach me more
(Tr'teme especial means treat me special)
I ain't got no time for that now, dame un beso
(Wanna keep a good girl like I told you before)
(Easy papi) Yea, teach me more

(Jay-Z)
I like fast cars,I love faster chicks
You dont need a small waist.I take ass and tits
Love chicks that deep throat, love being left alone
on a Sunday afternoon with the remote
Love having my cake plus eating it too
Shit, I got cake what the fuck I'm 'posed to do?
Like chicks to dress, but I love a good shoe
Sophisticated mama with love for the hood too
Love sexin girls on that boricua shit
Love black girls when the levi's fit
Chicks that play hard to get on that Aaliyah shit
If at first I don't succeed, then believe I split
Can you blame me? Young buck, dirty-ass pops trained me
Moms allowed it, Daddy was about it (Bout it)
Game got inherited
Mama said if you find love you better cherish it
Teach me!

*chorus*

(Angie Martinez)
I like to slow dance, I liketo romance
I like to...stroll through the park holding hands
Ask me how my day was, tell me "Ma looking pretty"
On Sundays in the cut watchin "Sex and the City"
Having long talks and good lovin in the morning
Walk them dogs when my body is callin
Fleash air force cuts a wound with a line
No stress of course, cause I dont have the time
Like to wine and dine but please hold your liquor, cuz
I'm rollin with ya and I hate a silly nigga
Like 'em rough and rugged, love it when you tug it
You buggin out of line on that thug shit its nothin
Dealt with cats before that I had to train
Dealt with cats that's poor and a cat with fame
One who played basketball and I had more game
So por favor papi, stay in your lane

*chorus*

[Clue]
DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy..
Live from New York nigga..

[Angie]
Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo
They say it ain't where you from that it's where you at
But where I'm from, y'all can tell, don't matter where I'm at
Born and bred in the streets of New York, New York
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I keep the faith in the Knicks, them f**kers
And I'm quick to get slick with the lip and word to mother
love a dude with a doo-rag, from where we suffer
from growin up too fast, I'm a rude ass bitch when I need to be
But I'm cool as shit if you real with me, you feelin me?
I never sleep like my city when it's time to get this money
Got game, spot game, so don't act funny (hah hah)
We the block, we the ave, we the Bronx, we Manhattan
From Staten, to Long Island, we make it happen, out in

[Chorus: Prodigy] + Clue {ad libs}
NEW YORK, NEW YORK
[P] The city, the buildings
[P] The big rotten apple, old timers and children
NEW YORK, NEW YORK
[P] We trendsetters
[P] We gave birth to rap music, y'all niggaz know better
We NEW YORK, NEW YORK
[P] The latest fashion, listen
[P] We get our jewels from the Diamond District
Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK
[P] The brave, the great
[P] The Eastside nigga, the Empire State

[Prodigy]
Nigga we gangsta, we dress to kill
We on some real live Mobb shit, pullin up in trucks flossin
The bosses, we scare 'em straight, it's not a game
how we bully shit, you f**k around and get your food ate boy
My razor make your face ke-loid
Then I throw my drink at you (woo!) just to make that shit burn
We make heads turn when we step in
You starin at my piece swingin, it might hypnotize you


Dunn, we never had to tuck our chains
Marquis diamonds all up in your face
We the hood, we the projects, we Brooklyn, we Queens
In the streets, our music is murder, ya heard me?
It's P (yeah) loud and clear, it ain't fair
how I keep droppin that shit that make you look stupid
Me and Angie, got the hottest shit movin on the block right now
Y'all bitches bow down, to..

[Chorus]

[Prodigy]
Yo, we don't negotiate, we move on impulse
You try to insult me and my associates
So that note, we let the guns speak on our behalf
We got dough to keep dirt up off our hands
C'mon, we the M-O-B-B nigga
We the Mobb, who the f**k did you think it was?
Step aside youngbloods when you see New York niggaz come through
Silent murder, that's how we do

[Angie]
Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK - where they tend to wild out
Who am I? Everything bitches pretend to be about
Angie, yeah baby, you thought it was me
Notoriously, N.Y.C. and y'all can see
I'ma be that chick you remember for life
I got, niggaz sick tryin to make me they wife
I'm in the 5 overdrive as I glide across the bridge
Rockin my sunglasses, signin pictures for the kids
I demolish from Tribeca to Hollis
+Sky's the Limit+ like Chris Wallace - you can't stop it
Comin through respect due cause I'm the people's choice
Stop actin new yo, cause you know I'm the voice of

[Chorus]

[Clue]
Big shout to Queens, Brooklawn..
Uptown, the B.X., L.I., Shaolin, Y.O.
Nigga!

Desert Storm, Roc-A-Fella, it's William nigga.. Holla!
Hev. E Components nigga, we built like that!

Whoo!

CHORUS: Angie and Lil' Mo
Even though you got no money
Other chicks be actin funny
It don't matter boy 'cause I got love for you
"a nice guy that like to f**k alot"
I'm so tired of all these playaz
And I don't mean to be a hater
But I know just what I'm lookin for
"a nice guy that like to f**k alot"

"Verse 1"
This is for my on the low niggas
Average joe niggas
You know, I'm tallkin plain ol' niggas
Big up, big up all the regular dudes
Appreciate 'em after dealin wit a playa or two
What I'm sayin to you, is all the ice is nice
But a girl get tired of payin the price
See it aint what we eat, it's how we do
I like Mr. Chal, but we can do BBQ
F**kin wit you, you gon get to my heart
We can chill, crack jokes, smoke a L in the park
And when it come to lovin, you go hard...
Yeah, now that's really what a girl want
And uh, nobody can do me
Like you, so you the one that I'm givin it to
For rich or tore up, I'm in it wit you
For you fake smooth niggas, I'm finished wit you
Beat it

CHORUS

"Verse 2"
Yo, yo, uh
I shine, you shine
Gotta alotta big things playa that's nice
I don't wanna knock your hustle but I know your kind
And I don't trust ya so I'm lookin for mine
Not tryin to sell me the gathos, not poppin bottles
Not tryin to stick it to models
You know misled bitches, after your riches
Try to throw me in the mix don't even notice a difference
I don't like Coogie sweaters anyway
I like a nigga in a hoodie better anyday
I'm not a chick-en, I'm not to be tricked on
Matter fact you the rea-son
That I, don't wanna get with playaz no more
I wanna low key nigga fo' sho
You don't really gotta be my boyfriend
I'm sayin though...

CHORUS

"Tony Sunshine"
But I got Cristal ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love
But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love

"Playa" {Angie} skit

"I'm sayin though girl can we talk for a minute though?
I got some things I wanna talk to you about"
"Yeah?"
"y'know, don't front girl"
"What is it, what is it, that you have that I need"
"I'm sayin , I got alotta stuff you see the ice
you see the way I'm flossin, aint nobody in this club
flossin like me, they don't got what I got, y'knowhatimsayin?
I got good looks, I got furs"
"Right, really, what are you... what are you bringin to me that I need
in my life..."
"I'm bringin to you a good lookin nigga wit alotta things man,
aint too many niggas that can offer you alotta things and good looks
at the same time though, y'knowhatimsayin, you smell that..."
"Tell you what..."
"I got cars..."
"You got cars?"
"I got houses, I got what you need, what you need?"
"But the thing is, the thing is I got a job"
"You gotta be out?"
"No I gotta job"
"Oh you gotta job?"
"Right so I have things"
"What your job gotta do wit a nigga like me, you won't have to work no more girl"
"But I like to work, I like..."
"I'm sayin I know you like to work, you can work on me, y'knawmean"
"That's really special
"Huh?"
"That's really special"
"That's real special, I'm a special nigga, I'm sayin I got what you need..."
"You are a special nigga, you are a special, special nigga"
"I see you sippin all that Mo', what you need, you want some Cristal?"
"No I'm good all I... you know... I got a job like I told you so If I really needed
some Cristal I could really just... go to the bar and buy myself a bottle of Cristal
what I'm askin you, is what you, are bringin to the table}
"I'm bringin alotta things to the table,
I mean I offered you ice, cars, cribs, whatever you need
and I don't even know you like that but I'm...

"Tony Sunshine"
But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love...

(L-BURNA *HOOK*)
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug loooooove
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug, love
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug loooooove
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug, love

(ANGIE)
Yo, hey yo, uhh
Yo, yo, yo-yo, uhh
Aiyyo I met him at a club, spendin dubs, Mr. Superthug
Pulled up with a group of trucks, everybody knew who he was
I ain't playin the boy was cute, and I'm sayin
We only danced one song but the whole night I was swayin
Mesmorized by his style, could tell he was wild
But he had a touch of class and a million buck smile
Got a thing for a thug and he fit the profile
Thug love, think I'm buggin brother let me know now

(FAT JOE)
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What's his name?, what's the color of his Range?, what's his game?
Was he kickin it like he love his train?, full of octane?
Stop playin, know you ain't fall for that
(Yo he's pagin me) Ang' don't even think of callin back
Man I know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in Prominax, stickin them kids, by the laundromat
Pumpin that two-for-five, the rules imply
f***in' with them dudes that's trife, you lose your life

(Chorus)
*FAT JOE* It's a thug love
*ANGIE* Searchin for love in the wrong places
*FAT JOE* A thug love
*ANGIE* Lovin them rough with pretty faces
*FAT JOE* Even though he ain't right for you
*ANGIE*Joe I like this dude, I need advice from you
*FAT JOE*It's a thug love
*ANGIE* Searchin for love in the wrong places
*FAT JOE* A thug love
*ANGIE* Lovin them rough with pretty faces
*FAT JOE* Even though he ain't right for you
*ANGIE* Yo yo, uhh, uhh, yo

(ANGIE)
I just can't explain why women are attracted to danger
A thug and a player look the same in linen
But one's packin a banger
I guess it's the anger that be in they eyes
Mixed together with a pinch of they sensual side
That gets me energized
Fly and confident, respected and highly dominant
Got me on the rise every time he drown me with compliments
Joey I'm fallin for a thug, should I sacrifice?
or let it go brother you never gave me bad advice

(FAT JOE)
It's only right that I let you know which route to go
No doubt fo' sho', once he hits it, he's out the do'
Know I seem like a cock-blocker, but he's not proper
Besides you're my little sis, I gotta watch ya
Gotta stop you from dealin with snakes
You're sealin your fate let alone I feel it's your wake
Eliminate all the wrongs in your life
Don't you fall for them guys, like Pun says, it's all in the eyes

(CHORUS + HOOK)

(FAT JOE)
I only speak on what I know, he cheats, he gotta go
You think he ain't gon' creep (not at all)
That's a damn shame, I see you fallin for this man's game
The truth is even if he want it man he can't change
That's the life of a player livin lies like the mayor
Hittin them thighs, be wise and beware
But don't be surprised, one day you'll find a decent guy
Someone that cares and provides a piece of mind

(ANGIE)
I know you right, but I'm torn inside
I got a jonz for a boy that was born to ride
My only vice(?), saw the guy, leave my momma mortified
It's no surprise, it happens all the time
Got me stressin and I'm comin back for me
Got me, checkin my messages expectin him to call
I need to, let it go need to stay focused
But can't, forget him yo so I remain hopeless

(CHORUS + HOOK)

yo...
(Angie)
...Who's this?
Cuben...
(Angie)
...It didn't sound like you waz' up pa!?
Waz up booby?...
...(laughs)...Your way...
Waz up my sister my motherfuckin'...
(Angie)
...ju miss me??..
say you jus cam back from Cuba ...
(Angie)
yeah man it was crazy babe cohibas all day
I know you brought me a Cohiba...
(Angie)
...No doubt
waz up baby how you doing we go party tonight?
(Angie)
allright we going to jimmy's call domingo...
... I'll call domingo I'll tell 'em to meet us there...
(Angie)
aiight baby see ya tonight

Yo, yo, yo, uhh, uhh, yo, yo, whoo whoo whoo whoo, yo, uhh, hey!
Sometimes you gotta, catch yo' breath and
all the time you gotta watch yo' step and
catch me all on yo' neck, stressin 'bout "What you doin next?"
And I ain't got much left, tolerance wit a hoop-la
La hodienda no se para nunca, yeah
They give it to you but I
keep it movin while I'm runnin wit the rap race
But I need a little damn space, to breathe
I gotta just do me, why I always gotta be sexy huh?
Would you mind when you spill it like me?
In a pair of Air Max sweat pants hoodie huh?
Would ya, get off my back, c'mon, let a nigga relax
Cause I'm, all woman now, hear me roar
Right now I'm 'bout to hit the door
so I can parlay, it's my day, 'bout to pick up my girls at the highway
Gotta get away, gotta do it now, gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah

*Gotta be free, gotta do me
Gotta get away, get away
Gotta gimmie some time to breathe
Gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah
C'mon ladies come ride wit me
Gotta get away, get away
Gotta relax your body!
Gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah
I just really need some time
to ease my mind and let my spirit go

How many women cook and clean, wash the clothes
work a job, come home, mop the floors, watch the soaps?
Nah, no time for that, besides The Young and the Restless is kinda
wack
Plus thats that time you can be in the gym
gettin ya legs tight, gettin ya head right
Doin it every night in summer time almost
You wanna ass lookin firm when they come up close
One of single mother types wit a couple of kids?
Nuttin come before them, don't give a fuck who it is
You a proud ass woman, never cry for help
Been doin it for years all by yourself
For cryin out loud, can ya get your props?
Wanna pull your hair out cause the shit don't stop and
ya nigga wanna stress, gettin no rest
Takin no breaths, it's P.M.S.
Wanna know when do I get my day
Wanna pick up my girls at the highway
Gotta get away, gotta do it now, gotta walk into the sun, ah ah ah

*Repeat

(Angie over Chorus)
C'mon, check it out yo..

Yo neccesito un poco de paz -- en mi vida
Neccesito un poco de paz -- en mi vida

Some times a girl just wants to be free
from what you think of me baby please
get up off my back and give a girl some space
because we're livin in a big bad place
I just really need some time to have a little piece of mind and
(breathe) breeeaathe!

Wyclef, chillin with Angie
Live at Jimmy's, worldwide baby
Azuuuu-car!

*Suavemente, be-sa-me
Angie Martinez, can I get a date on Friday?
Suavemente, just when I thought she'd say yes..
Yo, yo, that's when a kid pulled the tec and the whole crowd parted
Why you fuckin up the party before it gets started?

Yo, yo, yo, yo it's Angie
The way I flip it make you switch your shit to plan B
And I'll be dipped out in the club lookin fancy
And we ain't chillin too tough if you ain't family
You mad at me man please I'm chillin low-key
That's why I got my little hat on
In the V.I.P. where everybody high fash-ion
Gettin they mack on, thirsty fo' satisfaction
And it's, bound to happen like latins goin platinum
Now we, in it lookin for the big peso
And my, song inspired by Elvis Crespo
And we, gettin it started so baby let's go
Nasty boys in the party singin, "Dale juebos!"
Better, make it easy cause we livin suave
Be bout the +Smooth Operators+ like Sade
"Coast 2 Coast, New York to Chicago
East L.A."

*Repeat

Funny how times flies when you gettin drunk (uh-huh)
It's three A.M. and we still ain't had enough (uh-huh)
Bout the time when everybody know whassup
See them niggaz pushin up, now you know they wanna (WHAT?)
See the big pop-pas chasin mu-cha-chas
Whylin out, right right, be like ooh-la-la
But they gets na-da, make me laugh ha-ha
Like HA-HA-HA, HA-HA!
They be, silly boys in brand new clothes (uh-ha)
Actin up with nothin, puttin on shows (uh-ha)
At the bar, frontin, strikin up a pose
in cubic zircon's like nobody knows, but
it's okay papi, I won't tell (uh-huh)
If they don't know you might as well
do your thang duh-dah-dah-duh-dah
Pero suave yo!

*Repeat (x2)

(Wyclef Jean)
Wyclef, chillin with Angie
Live at Jimmy's, worldwide baby
Azuuuu-car!

(Chorus: Wyclef)
Suavemente, be-sa-me
Angie Martinez, can I get a date on Friday?
Suavemente, just when I thought she'd say yes..
Yo, yo, that's when a kid pulled the tec and the whole crowd parted
Why you fuckin up the party before it gets started?

(Angie Martinez)
Yo, yo, yo, yo it's Angie
The way I flip it make you switch your shit to plan B
And I'll be dipped out in the club lookin fancy
And we ain't chillin too tough if you ain't family
You mad at me man please I'm chillin low-key
That's why I got my little hat on
In the V.I.P. where everybody high fash-ion
Gettin they mack on, thirsty fo' satisfaction
And it's, bound to happen like latins goin platinum
Now we, in it lookin for the big peso
And my, song inspired by Elvis Crespo
And we, gettin it started so baby let's go
Nasty boys in the party singin, "Dame Webo"
Better, make it easy cause we livin suave
Be bout the +Smooth Operators+ like Sade
"Coast 2 Coast, New York to Chicago
East L.A."

(Chorus)

(Angie Martinez)
Funny how times flies when you gettin drunk (uh-huh)
It's three A.M. and we still ain't had enough (uh-huh)
Bout the time when everybody know whassup
See them niggaz pushin up, now you know they wanna (WHAT?)
See the big pop-pas chasin mu-cha-chas
Whylin out, right right, be like ooh-la-la
But they gets na-da, make me laugh ha-ha
Like HA-HA-HA, HA-HA!
They be, silly boys in brand new clothes (uh-ha)
Actin up with nothin, puttin on shows (uh-ha)
At the bar, frontin, strikin up a pose
in cubic zircon's like nobody knows, but
it's okay papi, I won't tell (uh-huh)
If they don't know you might as well
do your thang duh-dah-dah-duh-dah
Pero suave yo!

(Chorus - 2X)

(Wyclef)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente (uh-ha!).. (uh-huh)
Suavemente

*Girl, you gotta move dem thangz, dem thangz
I wanna see you move dem thangz, dem thangz
In the hood dawg, you know they move dem thangz, dem thangz
Cause ain't a damn thing changed man, they move dem thangz
(yeah, it's my thang)

**Yeah, I know how to move it.. (yeah, it's my thang)
I know how to do it.. (yeah, it's my thang)
I know how to move it man.. (yeah, it's my thang)
And I know how to do it

Yo, whoo!
Step up in the club like "Who up in here?"
Linda Carter with the world premier, watch out now!
Shit ain't clear, cause Hova got me open on the Belvedere
Yeah, settin it real good feelin proper
Checkin out the nigga with the Gucci parka, like
Uh-huh, okay, whassup?
It's a luv-a-dub, and it's your world
I'm a choosy girl
but we can dance to the dawn like Lucy Pearl
Cause you got that thang thang
And we can do big thangz, but go, easy
Like I told you before, cause I don't wanna hurt you pah.. huh
And the name is Angela
And ain't too many niggaz that can handle her, it's true

*Repeat

** Repeat

Uhh, since the start of it all
Standin alone, claimin my own, y'know?
Little that, little this
Cop a couple pieces to cover my little wrists
Prayin while they hopin they sayin my shit'll miss
Man listen, it's, my, thang I'm, well connected
Pull dem strings and I'm, not new
On the block for a minute
And I, won't stop 'til I get it, get it
Comin widdit like the Punisher
Gettin all up in your stomach uhh.. huh, my bad
Gettin focused now
Lot of niggaz in the club wanna poke us now
But, back it up baby nice and slow
Cause I roll with a whole lot of G.I. Joe's
In the cut camoflauged with they eyes on me
while I, move, my thang, c'mon

*Repeat

** Repeat

Yo.. I, come through - doin what I do
Niggaz buggin out like, "Who the fuck knew?"
Same chick from the radio dial
Same one from the summer jam, gettin 'em wild
But now my niggaz it's a new day
BK always like Biggie doin "Jui-cy"
Iced out like David Blaine
What's it all about baby IT'S, MY, THANG

** Repeat

*Repeat

Yeah, I know how to move it..
I know how to do it..
I know how to move it man..

Yo yo Angie, come downstairs, the pump is open
Hurry up ma! Put your socks, put your slippers on!
C'mon ma hurry! (Alright then, I got it)

Oooohhh Angie..
Ooo-whoaaaa, yeahhh..
Oooh yeah hooooo whoahhhh, ohhh-ye ohhhhh-yeah

Uh, yeah (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Uh (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Uh-uh-uh uh-ah uh-ah-uh-ah
I started in Brooklyn, comin up in the game
Everybody has a story mine wasn't the same
Angela, delinquent, I thought I was grown
I went through a lot things way before I was known
See my moms, she never knew I would make it all start
She was through with the bad grades, the late nights in the park
Causin my mom pain, my life was in the dirt
I played hooky all day while she was hard at work
Sorry ma, know it was hard and my pops was a jerk
She packed her shit and got us out of there before it got worse
Moved the fam to Miami in hopes of changin my ways
A big portion of my mind still remained in a daze
It wasn't 'til we came back my life matured
Success would be the only thing that I was fightin for
I was determined to get there, and keep it hot
Since that day my only goal was to reach the top

*To every little girl, on every block
that's comin of age tryin to reach the top
I said no matter who you are, you can reach the stars
But never forget, how fragile you are, cause a girl is fragile

It's crazy, when I think back, sometimes I have to cry
Cause when you young, you don't see how life can pass you by
You don't even really care if you gon' starve or not
This go back to ninety-three when I got the job at Hot
I used to answer the phones for Flex, do overnight spurts
Back then, I was like, "Hey who knows? It might work"
I wasn't satisfied, but it would just begin
Cause in ninety-five, I was every day, six to ten
I put in a lot of work so I could bring in my listeners
I secured a fanbase, although some of them dissed us
I was new at my thang, but I was doin my thang
And I would never let nobody try to ruin my thang
But of course, there were people couldn't stand where I was
Cause although know I'm in, I wasn't made what I was
Through the heat, kept it movin, throw the haters a smile
What would they do if they knew her heart was fragile?

*Repeat

Angela.. (uh-huh) Angela.. (hahahah)
Angela.. (wooh!) Angela.. (uhh, uhh)

Overall, it's a rough business, it could stop even you
There's people that's gonna say things that's not even true
Like the one about me not bein down for my women
And I hated the lesbian rumors that went around for a minute
How bout the one that goes, 'Yeah, she goes with him.
He bought her the car, the ice, the clothes and rims.'
And I'm sure you all heard she caught one dead in the face
It'd been different if she said what she said to my face
As for men, who knows where my story will start
I went through a relationship that nearly tore me apart
So I'm chillin for now, it's all about me for the moment
cause there's things that I wouldn't allow
But I'ma be aight though, keep comin with tight flow
Try to stay on the low while I'm watchin your hype grow
Playin the role like nobody can cramp your style
But I know, like you know, that you're fragile

*Repeat

Angela.. Angela..
Angela.. Angela..

What's this?
(unfolding of letter)
Dear Angie
I know we've been together a long time boo
But I'm writing this letter cus
I really couldn't face you like
It's kinda ill
I gotta a lot things going on right now
And I met somebody too
So I need a little space ma for real

*This mothafucka told me that he'd love me for life
He told me he had my back and I would be his fucking wife
He told me no matter what baby everythings gon be ok
And now this mothafucka's leaving and he don't think he gon pay

Think a letta like this gon kill me dude?
Shit you was lucky I was real wit you
Shit you was lucky I was feeling you
Let me tell you what a bitch that's real will do
I remember all the things that we did in my house
Should of never left shit in my house
Get your clothes and your boots and suits nigga get em up out
You would never know what I'm about
When I'm in doubt I walk away like it's the in thing
Follow all my instincts
The henessey in ya blood got ya strong like ginseing
Who the hell you think ya pimpin?
Not me you can go
I don't care what you leaving me for
If you stay you'll be deceiving me more
Let me see what you do when you can't get your feet on the floor
You didn't think that I would even the score
Through the heat of it all
I was there for you
Cared for you
But you never gave the love back
I don't care if you a thug cat
Ain't no mothafucka ever gon treat me like a rugrat
It's niggas like you that make a bitch wanna wil' out
Put a brick through you windshield
I don't care how your fam or your fake ass friends feel
Since day one I've always been real
But you took it for granted damnit
You got me actin foul
Think you a playa international?
Got your bank card know your pin number so I'm cashin now
On some funny shit look who's laughing now
I'ma sell all the jewelry you left behind
Me being deaf, dumb, and blind
Instead of being two steps ahead I was a step behind
Thought you never gonna wreck my mind

*Repeat (x2)

You messed with my mind was the worse thing you ever did
I ain't the one for the wedding ring
Your doing this for your benefit
You degenerate
Stab me in the back like a Benidect
But I blame myself for being blind for the scrub type
Should've knew from the getgo
But it's cool I can live I can learn get wise to my life
It ain't hard for me to let go
I'm a strong ass woman
Ain't no way I'm gonna be depressed
Let a nigga try to wear me down
Now the rain is gone I can see clearly now
Where my mentals at you should fear me now
Look really how
Did you think I wouldn't pay ya back
Your a bitch for the way you act
You want to be in the front while I played the back
And you think that I'm gonna be ok wit that?
That's crazy wack
You ain't never wanna help the team
Did things that I felt were mean
But I let it all go
Never paid it no mind
Even though you tried to fuck with my self-esteem
When you dealt with me you had things that you never had
Niggas knew I was your better half
Now you got a new bitch
Pray to God hope she know about me
And if not I'm gonna tell her ass
Stella had to get her groove back
Nigga move back
Who me I'm just moving on
Mary J. said the best when said that I'm not gon cry
Mothafucka thought you'd knew the song
But I'ma leave it alone
Cus I'm a bigga bitch
Even though another chick'll prolly try to get you fast
He should've died
Keep this in mind
Mothafucka wish I never would've met your ass

*Repeat (x2)

I don't care though
You can go now
Pack your shit up
I don't need you x2

Busta Rhymes and Angie Mar-ti-nez
Sippin on mar-tinis
Check it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon

*Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit, c'mon
Make you really wanna do the nasty shit, c'mon
Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit
Everytime we come through, me and my mans and shit

Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit
Angie, I love the way we form a plan and shit, c'mon
You know we got 'em lovin how we movin 'em crazy
How we put it down you love the way we doin it baby

Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she got the gat in the purse
Niggaz need to rehearse (you)
Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart attack in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the nurse
Make you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat burst
Blast me, we floss fancy, me and Angie
Take shit beyond where niggaz really can't see
Flow freakin yo' music together like we nasty
When you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass me
Do whatever we stack cheddar the smart way
Blaze treets and speed down the Pulaski Parkway
In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin all day
Checkin the passenger seat, pettin my baby sharpei (woof)
Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really harm me
I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico mami!

Listen up, nigga get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, other than that
Everybody suspect, don't bother come test
Funk Flex blastin with it, I'm masterin it
Linda Carter of the rap game
With gold bangles on my wrists, latin chicks on the map mayn
man the game plan's arran-gin
a house on the hills of the main-land, get on board
Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess sometimes I roll deep
Underestimating mine is to not know me
I, analyze, every situation
And I rise to any occasion
And I, stays in, do me mode then I'm
runnin the streets, in do me clothes with a
sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers
In the Benz Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas..

(pa-ra-ra-ra)..
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. geah
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. lets get it goin' now
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. Snoop Dogg, uhh
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. Angie
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. all my ladies and my gents
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. all my players and my pimps
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. uhh, uhh yo..
(pa-ra-ra-ra).. Snoop Dogg!... Yo, uhh

*Ladies and gents, players and pimps - gather up
We gon' be poppin' in the bitch until you had enough
Glad at us, mad at us, look at these competitors (c'mon, c'mon)
I set 'em up (uhh, uhh), wet 'em up; Angie's chillin' (shut up!)
Get 'em up off they seat
In the LBC - we throw partys and let the ladies in for free
We get the DPG.. on yo' radio station for the Y2G

"Up Close and Personal", West Coast professional (professional!)
Nigga what'chu reppin' for? Dogg what'chu got yo' weapon for?
Bitch nigga get the steppin', smo' (get the steppin')
You besta' back up off'a me
I break you up (break you up), wake you up (wake you up)
Shake you up (shake you up), and take you up (uhh)
On top'a the world, baby girl (girl)
Big Dogg yes y'all in this BI (holla)
I keep it PI for all the people (people), mami's wit' the fine
punani's
I'm in the projects, on deck
Baby come find me, and gimmie what I gotta get
I know you feel me now I want you feel this dick
See that's gangsta' shit (gangsta' style)
It taste like E and J brandy sweet, like candy
Baby said she wanna be down wit' a nigga Brandy
Aw fuck wit' yo' man then..

*Repeat

It's the big bamboo rollin' (rollin')
Prada purse swollen (swollen)
Ben Franklin foldin', we here to get it goin'
'Bout to bust in the party wit' my people (wit' my people)
Flyin' out West Side in my Zito (Zito!)
And I'm sittin' on chrome, status well known
From a small lot in Brooklyn, I buy this side chrome (okay!)
If you wit' me let me hear ya (aight, aight!)
And if you lift it and you feelin' (aight, aight!)
Cozmos when I toastin'
Crackin' jokes wit' my girls, clown roastin' (how high?)
Fake ballers in the spot high postin'
Get out my air, can't you see my lows are frozen? (we!)
You see niggaz be partyin', checkin' out my body and,
get out outta hand I gotta quarter Terror Squadians
or D-O-double-G'll to come and get'cha
Get the picture (who is ya), they'll flip ya (f'real)

*Repeat (x2)

East Side.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight)
West Side.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight)
North Side.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight)
Down South.. (aight).. they gettin'.. (aight, aight)
Snoop Dogg.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight)
Angie.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight)
Everybody.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight)
We gettin.. (aight).. y'all gettin'.. (aight, aight)

Pa-Ra-Ra-Ra x18

Graso, vamos pa'l club seguro que no
Que ah?'ta Angie Martinez, 'ta Cuban Link y Domingo
Una cosita ah?que te voy a poner por los pie
Pa 'certe bailar, tu ve carajo, va ser co?, tigeraso..

*Jimmy, Copacabana, in Miami, Little Havana
Ay.. Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
We're gonna party hasta por la mayana
Ay.. Santo Domingo - tomando Mamajuana
Gozando en Columbia, Venezuela y la Bahamas
Ay.. Costa Rica, Waitahanui Tijuana
Ven conmigo mami, con esto nadie no para
Ay..

Uhh, uhh, uhh, yo yo, yo
Bubble heavy in the club, double Henne' in the cup
Trouble and merengue make you move yo' butt
Got the fella's goin nuts, girl it's too much
Got me four numbers already, the night's still young
Papi work the room, handsome like WHAT!
Mami got new shoes, hair done like WHAT!
Me, you, speed through - "Yeah, yeah good to meet'cha, how you doin?"
Afraid to be the one baby take it floor
Don't say nuttin dumb, maybe we could do more!
Cause it's our night and it's okay!
Work hard all day, now we ready to play
And the J, the I, the M, the M, the Y, the J, the I, the M
At Jimmy's.. at Jimmy's!

*Repeat

Uhh.. creep to yo' block in the black Cadillac
You could go wit a grey Mac, BRRRA!
Run, duck, son - what the fuck?
See my tattoo, got Pun on my gut
Bag yo' chick, give her none of the bucks
Curse me out, call me a bum and a slut
Cause I bust quick like for ton in the bed
and I broke out wit more guns in a truck!

Yo, yo..
Ain't nuttin stoppin us from droppin
and rockin the whole metropolis
We lockin this down, straight up and down
We too hot to miss, got the shit to make 'em lose it
they can't refuse it
cause it ain't nuttin like hip hop music!
New shit - took a merengue beat looped it
Exclusive, without doubt, this shit's stupid!
Who's this? Cuban Link, no te asuste!
Domingo drop the bomb, I got the fuse lit

*Repeat

Whoo, whoo.. hey!
Strobe light twirlin, smoke everywhere
Dance floor flooded, hands in the air
Bar in the back, ballers in the rear
Find me 'round there, bottles by the pair, yeah
All night cause it feels real good
And good wood from a nigga in the hood
Ladies - shake it, shake it like a real girl should
Let it be understood
that I'm wit my friends and we ready to go
Connects wit Ellies to Santo Domingo!
And I, won't rest 'til I'm poppin at the show
watchin all my people shoutin "Go, ma, go!"
So get it up, get it up (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
Shake it down, shake it down (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
If we havin big fun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
If you rep Big Pun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
C'mon..

*Repeat

Boriqua, morena; girl I wanna take ya back to Cuba (Cuba)
Habana (Habana), c'mon pretty mama
Jamaica, Puerto Rico o Santo Domingo
We could take it there!
Yeah, yeah, and bring your silk underwear on!

*Repeat

.. and bring your silk underwear on!..
.. and bring your silk underwear on!..
.. and bring your silk underwear on!..
.. and bring your silk underwear on!..

Featuring Beanie Sigel, Brett, Kool G. Rap & The L.O.X.

[unknown singer]
Ohhhhh.. senorita.. when the evening sun go down
I come to.. serenade you.. from another part, of town
{*car tires peeling out*}

[Angie Martinez]
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets
From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B.
When it drops it's game over, you'll see
Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, where you at?

[The L.O.X.]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
You know we still in the hood dog, in front of the store
With the work across the street and the gun in the stall
Soon as somethin happen niggaz wanna run to the law
You know the code of the streets, never run to the law
That's why I can't even run 'less I run with a four
or I walk with a three, come and talk to 'em P
You can catch me down bottom with a bird and a glock
On the block makin money where they murder a lot
Or you can catch me up top shootin dice for a yard
I'm talkin six digits, niggaz bet the house or the car
You can catch me hittin the spliff, sick in the pit
On the fiend like I'm missin my shit, they think I'm crazy
Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes
Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy
L.O.X. hold the hammers
like we waitin for screws
With Angie Mar' BLOWIN MOTHERFUCKERS OUT OF THEY SHOES, WHAT?

[Angie Martinez]
Comin live from the streets where some died tryin to eat
From Y.O. to Philly, from Harlem to Q.B.
And when it drops, game over, you'll see
Introducin, Beanie Sigel, tell me how you livin?

[Beanie Sigel]
Aiyyo, I've been kickin murder - since Adidas with thick strings
T.I. sweatsuits, Pumas with thick chains
Four finger rings, black belts with brass names
I was spittin flames since niggaz was pitchin change
I'm a hard knock kiddo, always played the middle
Threw flacks in the crack game, getchu if I can getchu
Since a buck, played the highway, dodgin the troop boys
Jumpin in and out of Coupes, wavin for Duke boys
Always chased a penny, copped quarter waters
Tried to make a dollar chased my pop's boss daughters
Tryin to make my name, global, in all four corners
Philly baller, gamin in all four quarters
Never worked, never will - all my hoes buy my clothes
I can't go broke, never will - all my bros buy my O's
I'm the best thing that linked up with New York since Sprewell
I murder, nuttin further - fill in the details

[Brett]
I'm here, it's over, fuck how y'all feel
When I drop, y'all gon' realize it's all real
Bein left for dead, tied up, smoke 'til I was dried up
So high up, seem like the sky ducked, high what?
Life was rough, but now it's nothin to hide
Used to click and be quick to put this gun to yo' side
Be like, "That chain nice - I like that pal.
Matter fact {*click click*} I'd like that now."
You've got game? Call the name, just spell the name right
Brett, one of the best rappers ever to touch a mic
It's prophecized I'd write, spit scriptures mind blowin
'til my coffin top close and heaven skies open
Fear no man's my slogan, I hope y'all believe
I'm just like you, fear nuttin human that bleeds
My mind breed two movies, six ab-lums, a hundred poems
Thirty R&B joints, I'm beyond the norm, y'all just mad
I'm just glad, got my time to shine
Y'all the type to hit three hundred bars and run out of rhymes

[Angie Martinez]
Brett, from my ByStorm family, with Angie
Come live from the streets, from Harlem to Q.B.
And when it drops, game over, you'll see
Introducin, finally, the legendary Kool G.

[Kool G. Rap]
It's B.G.S. kid so what you facin? Caps racin
Decapitation twenty buck-fifties and lacerations
Guerilla fam' camouflaged out in the grass waitin
to blass your nation slash like Jason and bash your face in
We ass lacin top bodies and half in the basement
Our style, cast you so bad you'll need plastic replacement
When gats is raised in, fascination blastin and blazin
Evacuation for your whole staff there's gas in the tank and
Gets back abrasions from cap grazin, defy gravitation
Pull my shit back squeeze bust it like masturbation
Hold fort, hold the blow torch, leave your soul scorched
with no remorse, the state of New York, get your shit caught
When niggaz hawk, let the fifth talk
So tell me who's the next man to flip?
I stop the beef shit, with rubber handled grips
Your candle get lit, guerilla shit feed us banana clips
The hammers hit, anything in our range we dismantle it

[Angie Martinez]
Like to say thanks to my street correspondents, for gettin on this
Comin live and direct with no nonsense
Sorry folks for hurtin y'all, the previous has been brought to you
by "Up Close and Personal"

*How you say my love in spanish? (Mi amor)
(How you say my love in thug) Can I hit it raw?
In the backseat of my jeep, or maybe on the floor
(Easy papi) Nah mami, teach me more
(Treme especial means treat me special)
I ain't got no time for that now, dame un beso
(Wanna keep a good girl like I told you before)
(Easy papi) Yeah, teach me more

I like fast cars, I love faster chicks
You don't need a small waist, I take ass and tits
Love chicks that deep throat, love bein left alone
on a Sunday afternoon with the remote
Love havin my cake plus eatin it too
Shit, I got cake what the fuck I'm 'posed to do
Like chicks to dress, but I love a good shoe
Sophisticated mama with love for the hood too
Love sexin girls on that boricua shit
Love black girls that's when the Levi's fit
Chicks that play hard to get on that Aaliyah shit
If at first I don't succeed, then believe I split
Can you blame me? Young buck, dirty-ass pops trained me
Moms allowed it, daddy was about it (Bout it)
Game got inherited
Mama said if you find love you better cherish it
Teach me!

*Repeat

I like to slow dance, I like to romance
I like to.. stroll through the park holdin hands
Ask me how my day was, tell me "Ma lookin pretty"
On Sundays in the cut watchin "Sex and the City"
Havin long talks and good lovin in the mornin
Walk them dogs when my body is callin
Flesh air force cuts a wound with a line
No stress of course, cause I don't have the time
Like to wine and dine but please hold your liquor, cuz
I'm rollin with ya and I hate a silly nigga
Like 'em rough and rugged, love it when you tug it
You buggin out of line on that thug shit is nothin
Dealt with cats before that I had to train
Dealt with cats that's poor and a cat with fame
One who played basketball and I had more game
So por favor, papi stay in your lane

*Repeat

DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy..
Live from New York nigga..

Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo
They say it ain't where you from that it's where you at
But where I'm from, y'all can tell, don't matter where I'm at
Born and bred in the streets of New York, New York
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I keep the faith in the Knicks, them fuckers
And I'm quick to get slick with the lip and word to mother
love a dude with a doo-rag, from where we suffer
from growin up too fast, I'm a rude ass bitch when I need to be
But I'm cool as shit if you real with me, you feelin me?
I never sleep like my city when it's time to get this money
Got game, spot game, so don't act funny (hah hah)
We the block, we the ave, we the Bronx, we Manhattan
From Staten, to Long Island, we make it happen, out in

*NEW YORK, NEW YORK
The city, the buildings
The big rotten apple, old timers and children
NEW YORK, NEW YORK
We trendsetters
We gave birth to rap music, y'all niggaz know better
We NEW YORK, NEW YORK
The latest fashion, listen
We get our jewels from the Diamond District
Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK
The brave, the great
The Eastside nigga, the Empire State

Nigga we gangsta, we dress to kill
We on some real live Mobb shit, pullin up in trucks flossin
The bosses, we scare 'em straight, it's not a game
how we bully shit, you fuck around and get your food ate boy
My razor make your face ke-loid
Then I throw my drink at you (woo!) just to make that shit burn
We make heads turn when we step in
You starin at my piece swingin, it might hypnotize you
Dunn, we never had to tuck our chains
Marquis diamonds all up in your face
We the hood, we the projects, we Brooklyn, we Queens
In the streets, our music is murder, ya heard me?
It's P (yeah) loud and clear, it ain't fair
how I keep droppin that shit that make you look stupid
Me and Angie, got the hottest shit movin on the block right now
Y'all bitches bow down, to..

*Repeat

Yo, we don't negotiate, we move on impulse
You try to insult me and my associates
So that note, we let the guns speak on our behalf
We got dough to keep dirt up off our hands
C'mon, we the M-O-B-B nigga
We the Mobb, who the fuck did you think it was?
Step aside youngbloods when you see New York niggaz come through
Silent murder, that's how we do

Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK - where they tend to wild out
Who am I? Everything bitches pretend to be about
Angie, yeah baby, you thought it was me
Notoriously, N.Y.C. and y'all can see
I'ma be that chick you remember for life
I got, niggaz sick tryin to make me they wife
I'm in the 5 overdrive as I glide across the bridge
Rockin my sunglasses, signin pictures for the kids
I demolish from Tribeca to Hollis
+Sky's the Limit+ like Chris Wallace - you can't stop it
Comin through respect due cause I'm the people's choice
Stop actin new yo, cause you know I'm the voice of

*Repeat

Big shout to Queens, Brooklawn..
Uptown, the B.X., L.I., Shaolin, Y.O.
Nigga!
Desert Storm, Roc-A-Fella, it's William nigga.. Holla!
Hev. E Components nigga, we built like that!

Whoo!

*Even though you got no money
Other chicks be actin funny
It don't matter boy cuz I got love for you
[a nice guy that like to fuck alot]
I'm so tired of all these playaz
And I don't mean to be a hater
But I know just what I'm lookin for
[a nice guy that like to fuck alot]

This is for my on the low niggas
Average joe niggas
You know, I'm tallkin plain ol' niggas
Big up, big up all the regular dudes
Appreciate 'em after dealin wit a playa or two
What I'm sayin to you, is all the ice is nice
But a girl get tired of payin the price
See it aint what we eat, it's how we do
I like Mr. Chal, but we can do BBQ
Fuckin wit you, you gon get to my heart
We can chill, crack jokes, smoke a L in the park
And when it come to lovin, you go hard...
Yeah, now that's really what a girl want
And uh, nobody can do me
Like you, so you the one that I'm givin it to
For rich or tore up, I'm in it wit you
For you fake smooth niggas, I'm finished wit you
Beat it

*Repeat

Yo, yo, uh
I shine, you shine
Gotta alotta big things playa that's nice
I don't wanna knock your hustle but I know your kind
And I don't trust ya so I'm lookin for mine
Not tryin to sell me the gathos, not poppin bottles
Not tryin to stick it to models
You know misled bitches, after your riches
Try to throw me in the mix don't even notice a difference
I don't like Coogie sweaters anyway
I like a nigga in a hoodie better anyday
I'm not a chick-en, I'm not to be tricked on
Matter fact you the rea-son
That I, don't wanna get with playaz no more
I wanna low key nigga fo' sho
You don't really gotta be my boyfriend
I'm sayin though...

*Repeat

But I got Cristal ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love
But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love

I'm sayin though girl can we talk for a minute though?
I got some things I wanna talk to you about
Yeah?
y'know, don't front girl
What is it, what is it, that you have that I need
I'm sayin , I got alotta stuff you see the ice
you see the way I'm flossin, aint nobody in this club
flossin like me, they don't got what I got, y'knowhatimsayin?
I got good looks, I got furs
Right, really, what are you... what are you bringin to me that I need
in my life...
I'm bringin to you a good lookin nigga wit alotta things man,
ain't too many niggas that can offer you alotta things and good looks
at the same time though, y'knowhatimsayin, you smell that...
Tell you what..
I got cars...
You got cars?
I got houses, I got what you need, what you need?
But the thing is, the thing is I got a job
You gotta be out?
No I gotta job
Oh you gotta job?
Right so I have things
What your job gotta do wit a nigga like me,
you won't have to work no more girl
But I like to work, I like...
I'm sayin I know you like to work, you can work on me, y'knawmean
That's really special
Huh?
That's really special
That's real special, I'm a special nigga, I'm sayin I got what you
need..
You are a special nigga, you are a special, special nigga
I see you sippin all that Mo', what you need, you want some Cristal?
No I'm good all I... you know...
I got a job like I told you so If I really needed
some Cristal I could really just...
go to the bar and buy myself a bottle of Cristal
what I'm askin you, is what you, are bringin to the table
I'm bringin alotta things to the table,
I mean I offered you ice, cars, cribs, whatever you need
and I don't even know you like that but I'm...

But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love...

On any day, in the hood
In front of any building, you can find some chicks
And what will they talk about? Niggaz

Yo, yo get the fuck outta here!
Yeah, that fuckin bum motherfucker
Pico and shit from around the corner, that nigga be wildin
Uh-huh, yeah..

I know this player named Ricky, push an 850
Light-skinned, slim, with a head like Sticky
All you gotta do girlfriend is slip a mickie
And in a quickie, Ricky turns into tricky

Aiyyo but what about his man? Cuz named Stan
Run around town in the plush Benz van
Ice all around his Rolex band
but runnin his mouth bout his credit card scams

Yeah jerk that nigga, I heard of that nigga
The crew of quick niggaz wanna murder that nigga, shit
He must be listenin to too much Jigga
Buddy Longdough, he got no figures

Yo, aiyyo I know you know Ralph, up on Tiebout
He a Puerto Rican cat, yeah you know he eat out
Walk around town with the weed and heat out
And he loco in the coco, dank weed out

*All over the world, niggaz got a story to tell
Is you fly as fuck, or you broke as hell?
What set you claim nigga, is you thug or what?
What set you claim nigga, is it love or what? x2

Rude bwoy name Brian, nigga stay lyin
Got regular, but he swear it's Hawaiian
Part time dealer, part time client
Smokin up what he should be supplyin

And yo that kid Black, don't know how to act
Wanna keep the Timbs on when he hit it from the back (oop!)
Pullin on my hair, almost loosened up a track
But I like that kid, he can keep comin back!

Everybody back up, back up off the ropes
All you silly niggaz are gonna have to back up
We're gonna need all silly niggaz to back up off the ropes!
Move back.. back.. back.. back..

Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug loooooove
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug, love x2

Yo, hey yo, uhh
Yo, yo, yo-yo, uhh
Aiyyo I met him at a club, spendin dubs, Mr. Superthug
Pulled up with a group of trucks, everybody knew who he was
I ain't playin the boy was cute, and I'm sayin
we only danced one song but the whole night I was swayin
Mesmorized by his style, could tell he was wild
but he had a touch of class and a million buck smile
Got a thing for a thug and he fit the profile
Thug love, think I'm buggin brother let me know now

Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What's his name, what's the color of his Range, what's his game?
Was he kickin it like he love his train, full of octane?
Stop playin, know you ain't fall for that
(Yo he's pagin me) Ang' don't even think of callin back
Man I know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in Prominax, stickin them kids, by the laundromat
Pumpin that two-for-five, the rules imply
fuckin with them dudes that's trife, you lose your life

*It's a thug love
Searchin for love in the wrong places
A thug love
Lovin them rough with pretty faces
Even though he ain't right for you
Joe I like this dude, I need advice from you
It's a thug love
Searchin for love in the wrong places
A thug love
Lovin them rough with pretty faces
Even though he ain't right for you
Yo yo, uhh, uhh, yo

I just can't explain why women are attracted to danger
A thug and a player look the same in linen but one's packin a banger
I guess it's the anger that be in they eyes
mixed together with a pinch of they sensual side that gets me
energized
Fly and confidant, respected and highly dominant
Got me on the rise every time he draw me with compliments
Joey I'm fallin for a thug, should I sacrifice
or let it go brother you never gave me bad advice

It's only right that I let you know which route to go
No doubt fo' sho', once he hits it, he's out the do'
Know I seem like a cock-blocker, but he's not proper
Besides you're my little sis, I gotta watch ya
Gotta stop you from dealin with snakes
You're sealin your fate let alone I feel it's your wake
Eliminate all the wrongs in your life
Don't you fall for them guys, like Pun says, it's all in the eyes

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I only speak on what I know, he cheats, he gotta go
You think he ain't gon' creep (not at all)
That's a damn shame, I see you fallin for this man's game
The truth is even if he want it man he can't change
That's the life of a player livin lies like the mayor
Hittin them thighs, be wise and beware
But don't be surprised, one day you'll find a decent guy
Someone that cares and provides a piece of mind

I know you right, but I'm torn inside
I got a jonz for a boy that was born to ride
My only vice, saw the guy, leave my momma mortified
It's no surprise, it happens all the time
Got me stressin and I'm comin back for me
Got me, checkin my messages expectin him to call
I need to, let it go need to stay focused
But can't, forget him yo so I remain hopeless

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