Joe Budden

[112] + (Joe)
112! (Jump off!)
Aww yeah (Uhh, y'know)

[Verse One: Joe Budden]
You wanna get right, boo, headlights, blue
Don't no other mami give me head like you
I get you in the club, sit right in the Rover
y Now you ain't gotta pretend like you like the promoter
We could lamp in the 5 with my hand on yo' thigh
You goin to sleep thinkin that this can't be life
Don't mistake my talkin modest
Still put you in the wi-ld bedroom with the walk-in closet
Bay, riverboats, if you wanna see water
Full length minks, get rid of that three-quarter
Ex-man never had you feelin that fly
Flat screens in the room with the ceiling that high
When them other cats call you, you can turn your phone off
New school your neck, take that herringbone off
Stretch 'Vee playin Manhattan
System old school, play 'em and had 'em
We makin it happen, oh yeah

[Chorus: 112]
Turn this off for a minute
We can do bigger things if you widdit
We can be me and you, I know you feel it
You can say, "La la-la la, la la la la"
All you want, you can get it
You can have all my time, let's spend it
The way you do your thing, I can't forget it
Got me screamin, "Ma ma-ma ma, ma ma ma ma"

[Verse Two: Joe Budden]
Look, I need a wife too, feed her ice, blue
Got birds on the side, I don't treat 'em like you
I don't let 'em play with the wheel and when the check come
They already know they gotta pay for they meals
Say I'm, comin at you with lines, think they lies
Just because I don't match your compatible sign
I'ma let the world see, other boos can't relate
Let you walk in front, make the other dudes hate
When I put it on you, you throw it right back (ha ha)
Who else you know gon' poke it like that?
And ma I'm gon' show you like that, you be hollerin
"La la-la la, la la la la" - oh yeah, look
Private party, it's just me, you
and the new envy of ours, we won't be sorry
Scoop it, we can do the all from Harley(?)
Y'all ask me hardly nah, I'm up to par

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Joe Budden]
Look forget my miss, no let's remind miss
And I never let a clown disrespect my miss
I need dat in my life, a G might cry
But you the only one that ever get to see that side
Look, my lady fresh, we ain't gotta rush
We can take baby steps, that may be the best
Hate to repeat myself, I know I already told you
But mom's sayin what's good I'm tryin to know you
If you been for lookin for the right one, well here he is
Ready to take things a little mo' serious
Ain't nervous no more, you heard it all before
Are you a Fifth Ave miss, but you workin that velour?
Stop, I'm tired of trickin, I'm tired of pigeons
Need a house with acres to put my wife and kids in
Chefs are good when they gettin right in the kitchen
Babygirl that's the life we'd be livin, overstand somethin

[Interlude: 112]
Baby let me be with you more, hold you more
Let me get the chance, I can show you more
Let me get to know you more, I'll be screamin out
"La la-la la, la la la la"
If I could, wife you out, ride this out
You're the only one I wouldn't ride without
I could show you what this life's about
I be screamin out, "Ma ma-ma ma, ma ma ma ma"

[Chorus] - repeat 2X w/ Joe Budden ad libs

[Joe Budden]
This is the type of shit right here, listen
You gotta go to the car wash on this one
Hehe, you can't ride around dirty and dusty and shit
If it just went yesterday, when you wake up
Take it to the car wash
Don't just get the exterior joint neither
We need the-the-the works, the thirty dollar joint
And we need to get the little tree to put up in the rearview
So it's smellin nice and SEXY like when they get inside
Ha ha! Ayy...

Pump p p pump pump p p p pump
Pump p p pump pump it up
Pump p p pump pump p pump p pump
Pump p p pump pump it up
(Just Blaze)
Pump p p pump pump it up
We gon do it like (Uuh, uuh, uuh)

Look, pump it up if you came to get it krunk
With a dame and shit that's drunk
You came to get it on, more than 5 O's in your bank
Then get it on, roll up like that stank
And get it on, slank that fitted on
Came to get it on
Hold up she want work that twork that
Then again let me hurt that murk that
Til you gotta hurt back
Can't spit it out, boo you gotta slurp that
Can't cuddle after we done, it wasn't worth that
Joey I'm responsible for bringin Jersey back (And we bad huh)
She at the bar stylin' she throwing it up
She drink a little hypno, throwing it up
But I'm only dealing with freaks that wanna cut
Ma if you agree I want nut
Camcorder, get it played late night on BET Uncut (uhh)

[Chorus]
Fellas - do your thing let me do my thang
I mean - do your thing let me do my thang
Shorties - move that thing, mami move that thing
C'mon - move that thing, mami move that thing
Hustlers - do your thing let me do my thang
Please tell the DJ - pump p p pump pump it up!

(Bridge)
I see some haters grilling
I see some ladies chilling
I see dat girlie
I been plottin to get
See can hop in the whip
And we can
Pump p p pump pump it up

OK we was leaving we was done
Then she said can my people's come
Here we go I see it don't stop
They wanna ride in something were the rims don't stop
Look baby you fine, but your girlfriends not
And then she wanna hold out getting cute on the phone
I ain't gotta be bothered, be cute on your own
My jump off doesn't run off at the mouth so much
My jump off never ask why I go out so much
My jump off never has me going out of my way
And she don't want nothing on Valentines Day
My jump off don't argue or get rebellious
And she don't mind hanging out wit da fellas
My jump off's not insecure or jealous
(Uuh, uuh, uuh)

[Chorus]

Y'all dudes keep talking bout your ice and all the shine to it
That's a white gold cross with a real fine cubic
Ma wanna fall in love like I'm cupid
Telling me she don't give brain like I'm stupid
You can do anything if you put your mind to it
(Get it)
Think about it the game is bad playa
Ain't it bad playa
Don't worry Joey'll change it back playa
Might of heard me spittin wit Cain and Fab playa
I got the set boards to bring it back playa
Bang and clap playa
Front man no longer playin the back playa
Plain as that playa
808's pumpin bang the track playa
Want my 2nd wind change the rap playa
Jump off 1 man gang I'm back playa
Look, Want you want bump double click pump
Ride, ride swamp dump off homie jump off
All these haters on my (huh) won't jump off
When all the streets need is J J J Jump off
J J Jump J J J J J Jump off
Uuh, uuh, uuh

[Chorus]

1 - Joe Budden by himself
2 - Joe Budden and K.G. together
3 - K.G. singing by himself

[Intro: K.G. & Joe Budden sing together]
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see, yeah..
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see..

[Verse]
1 - And my heart is like
3 - There's one thing poppa told me
1 - If nothin else in this world, it's how to survive
2 - When I'm against all odds, and when the odds against me
3 - I travel wherever my path may lead
2 - Knowin nobody got my back like me
1 - I'm gonna survive
2 - And if you walk in my shoes
2 - Guarantee you'll be just like me
1 - And my heart is like
3 - And if you leave me alone in the V with the chrome
3 - I won't hurt nothin, but I need to be alone
1 - Nigga.. just me and my Sam Cooke tapes
1 - And my heart is like
3 - And baby if you don't understand
3 - Then I gotta let you go... go... go...
1 - Geah, I'm sorry baby
1 - And my heart is like
2 - I'm talkin all along the way
2 - With all I used to say, I almost couldn't take it
2 - Said I wouldn't make it, to be twenty-one
2 - I'ma stand up on my own two
1 - And my heart is like
3 - I've travelled high and low and
3 - If there's one thing I know I know I know
3 - I know how to survive

[Chorus: K.G. & Joe Budden] + (Joe Budden)
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see, yeah..
(And my heart is like)
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see..
(And my heart is like)

[Verse]
3 - Nigga I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
1 - Hold me down, nah
3 - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
1 - And my soul is like
3 - Homey I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
1 - And my mind is like
3 - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
1 - And my soul is like
2 - Just livin on the edge homey ain't no joke
2 - And nah baby bro I don't smoke, but go ahead
3 - Playa.. playahhh
1 - You can like that, I'm good
1 - And my soul is like
3 - And baby if you don't understand
3 - Then I gotta let you go... go... go...
1 - I'm sorry baby
2 - I remember when they hated on me but I made it homey yea
2 - I remember when they hated on me, YEAH
2 - Don't smile at me now, YEAHHHH
1 - And my soul is like
2 - If you wasn't there for the bad, nigga don't come when it's good
2 - Naw dawg, it ain't all good
2 - Wonder what made him think it was still all good, YEAHHHH
1 - And my soul is like

[Chorus - substitute "and my soul is like" for Joe's solo lines]

[Verse]
3 - Nigga I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
3 - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
1 - And my heart is like
3 - Homey I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
3 - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
1 - And my heart is like.. I can't think right now
1 - Can't cope, can't drink, can't smoke, uh-uh
1 - And my soul is like.. I can't eat right now
1 - I'm not healthy, I'm askin you God help me like - please
1 - Show me somethin