Lyrics

[Chorus: Juelz Santana] Now get down, get down, get down Now get down, get down, get down With the dip dip dip Now get down, get down, get down With the set set set Look, them boys are up to something That's right Them boys are up to something [Verse 1: Cam'ron] I don't play, thought I told you that Patrolling, loading gats Sound like that Nolia trap Holy cap-a -tool-ary, see the right grind with that I flip China White My dishes white china From China, seen China Gave them pills, now chick strip except for them heals The Wizard Of Oz, I'm the Wizard of Harlem I get busy, trust me No fixing my problems Maybe next year, maybe in a week or 2 Maybe when the beat is through, pop up, peek-a-boo Yeah dog, we've been pepping you Get out, ride out, that's what you need to do Got the inside rite from the outside Outside get inside Inside we outside I don't care bitch, shot him clear through the ribs I'm Freddy Jason, mixed with the Blair Witch Really came from it Phoney candy can't This color got real candy paint, color of candy, man You a handy man A family man I keep revolvers, they never jam This the jams from jam I land on land Keep the Coke fresh, yes, Saran the gram On the blue moon, might go ham in Ham Or 50 keys or better, shout my man, my man [Chorus: Juelz Santana] Now get down, get down, get down Now get down, get down, get down With the dip dip dip Now get down, get down, get down With the set set set Look, them boys are up to something That's right Them boys are up to something [Verse 2: Cam'ron] You balling, you stunting Oo we, flash your cash Girls touch the floor, now clap your ass And pack your bags Get the ocean from me Got that ass up, slow motion for me With a Mombay, took mommy from Jonjay to Sombray Bombay all on my charm, hey 10,000, now for 1 pizzy Busy, a hundred dollars, that's for 1 grizzy 42 bullets, that for one sissy I'm the one drinking, but he's the one pissy When I shoot him in the back, with the Ruger, shooter shooter Do manovers, blow the Coop up, troopers with a smile Listen, been a trooper for a while You a pooper scooper, smoking stupid hooder like Tacow And I'm past fated Ma, keep your ass shaking I lay up on this bitch like fast breaking [Chorus: Juelz Santana] Now get down, get down, get down Now get down, get down, get down With the dip dip dip Now get down, get down, get down With the set set set Look, them boys are up to something That's right Them boys are up to something [Verse 3: Juelz Santana] It's me again, look, it's me again Everybody is scared, oh fuck, it's me again You niggas don't wanna run with me again See that double shot pump, get pumped and released again Told you fucks we'd meet again Told you keep your heater close, told you I was creeping in I keep the toaster to pop Damb, look at you now Slumped over, nobody wants to look at you now Don't tempt me Spoiled like a galin of milk, you sour Shoot these uzis, blao blao blao At you foolies, rao rao rao We got hoochies Groupies, for that oochie, coocci I'm a pimp too, I ain't only out to get you You know how the kid do, if I say it, then shit's true [Chorus: Juelz Santana] Now get down, get down, get down Now get down, get down, get down With the dip dip dip Now get down, get down, get down With the set set set Look, them boys are up to something That's right Them boys are up to something