Just Blaze Just Blaze!

Chorus - Memphis Bleek
Everything s a go!
And I just washed the wheeland I Armor All the wheels
And it s realeverything s a go!
New jeansnew cheese snew gatgimme a reason
Everything s a go! Squad in the club wit me
Tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
Everything s a go! Mami hit me on the jack
Told me meet her at the spotand I m bout to call her backits a go!

Verse 1 - Memphis Bleek
Bleek come scoop youtry to seduce you
Half Black and Chineseshe gave me the fu-fu
A little bit of thatwan-tan soup
From the hoodgot more chips then wan-tan oooooooh!
But matter factgot more chesse than nacho
Not from rapwhen I used to fuck wit Pancho
I m in the classall by myself
Now you haters wanna crowd my space
Hundred grand all in your facemotherfucker better fix ya face
For they butterfly-stich ya face
If ya bitch outta lineput the bitch in place
If the record sound +Just+ get the +Blaze+nigga
Put in backon the block for motherfuckers
The ROC get hotlet em scream "It s the ROCin ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real cliquebut now

Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)

Verse 2 - Jay-Z
Highest paid acthighest paid to rap
I advance myselfand pay myself back
Haman you gotta love that
When them pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that
Corner like you wanna proposal and lock that
Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I m not above that

Memphis Bleek
Hooo! hold on Younglet me get it back
You got beef in these streetsLordlet me get a gat
Booooy! you now tuned into the greatest
Can t beat usjoin uscan t fade ushate us
Nigga it s nothinmy crew and half dozens
That s cause we scramblelike we Vick s half cousins
Booooy! and get ya mind right nigga
We gon put you on the newsyou want lime light nigga
Channel 2 or Channel 4you know what 9 like nigga
Groupie menwe put on UPN

Chorus

Verse 3 - Memphis Bleek
One - thug in the clubtwo - models to go
Three - bottles of Arma four jars of dro
Five shots to drawmy six hits took off
Seven you make Heavenor eight - everything s a go!
Mami got that ice in ya drink
Long legs short skirtwhat you mean - everything s a go!
My thugs outdie of the club wit Timbs
Nine on ya waistlet s roll we gettin in (Everything s a go!)
Nigga I m back forI m willin to clap boy
You holdin me back for - go!
I - spring into ac-tionBrooklyn I m back for
I m bringin it back boys cause..

Chorus

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