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Saigon - C'mon Baby (Remix)
[Just Blaze:] You know we had to do a remix, right?
[Jay-Z:] Yeah, Jus' Bleezy! (yeah)
[Intro: Just Blaze (Swizz Beatz) {Sample from J. Geils Band's - "Southside Shuffle"}]
(Hey, hands UP! Hey, hands UP!) {don't you, baby? don't you, baby? don't you, baby?}
Ladies and gentlemen... (hey!) {don't you, don't you, don't you...}
You STILL rockin' (hey!) with the best! (hey!) {don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you baby?}
I bought a few friends along! (WHOOOO!) {don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you baby?}
We gon' do it like this! (C'MON!) {don't you, don't you, don't you...}
ONE... (ONE!) TWO... (TWO!) THREE, HERE WE GO! (HANDS UP)
[Saigon:]
It's the critically acclaimed, (uh!) lyrically insane (uh!)
The rhyme like her-oin, U stick it in ya vein! (bang!) {don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you baby?}
{Don't you?} The track's somethin' like crack, it hits ya in ya brain (brain!)
C'mon, baby! C'mon, c'mon and get with the gang! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?}
They put the world's most underrated
On the record with the greatest of all time, can't no one debate it! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby!}
{C'mon, baby! don't you?} Some made it fun to say that I am goin' to make it;
I will not lose! (I...) some of the shit (will...) he do is (not...) too understated! (lose!)
(Who you?!) - Saigon the Don!
Let it be proved to people that I'm a phenomenon. {don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you baby?}
{Don't you?} I'll pop a pussy person that play with my parmasean; ('sean!)
C'mon, baby! C'mon come get it on with the 'Gon! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?}
You gotta be kiddin' me! - Who you think can body me lyrically?
Get him! - I'll gladly provide his ABSITE, sissy! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?}
My name Saigitty! - This is MY city!
Hov' spit it with me! - Go get 'em, Swizzy!
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz {Sample from J. Geils Band's - "Southside Shuffle"}]
Hold up! The pump'll make you jump up, (C'MON!) put ya body in the tru-unk! (C'MON!)
{Don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you, baby? don't U?} (whoo, whoo!) - Keep goin' nooowww (whooo!)
New York, (hey!) - and all the way to Cali' (C'MON!) and the South'll make ya ju-ump
{C'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?} (JUMP, JUMP) - Don't touch the boy, yup! (whooo!)
Hold up! The pump'll make you jump up, (C'MON!) put ya body in the tru-unk! (C'MON!)
{C'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?} (whoo, whoo!) - I'll whip ya ass from (whooo!)
New York, (hey!) - and all the way to Cali' (C'MON!) and the South'll make ya ju-ump (OOHHH!)
JUMP UP! (JUMP UP!) ONE... (ONE!) TWO... (TWO!) THREE, WE GONE! (whooo!)
[Jay-Z {Sample from J. Geils Band's - "Southside Shuffle"}:]
You ain't crazy! Don't you play me! Don't you know it's Jay-Z?
When internets ask: "Who's the best"? - Why won't you say me? {don't you baby? don't you baby?}
{Don't you?} Don't you hate me? C'mon, baby! Was it all gravy?
I took my lumps comin' up just like a boxer baby. {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?}
My first style, hmm! - Maybe if I stuttered, maybe,
But then I slowed it down, brought it from the gutter, baby. {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, ba...}
Matter fact, - I don't give a FUCK where you rate me;
Record labels told me: "No! " - Guess what the fuck they made me?!
Super rich! Stupid bitches know I'm super viscious
Like - standin' over a wounded man with' - 2 biscuits. {don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you baby?}
{Don't you?} Let's get it clear like eucalyptus, if you conflicted;
My flow is like the "Cuban Missle Crisis". {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?}
Nigga, my hand missles in priceless! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! don't you?}
I hide a couple rare jewels in a verse - for my niggas who like to listen like this. [echoes]
[Interlude: Jay-Z]
You gotta let it do what it do, baby!
C'MON!
[Chorus]
[Saigon {Sample from J. Geils Band's - "Southside Shuffle"}:]
Four finger, three finger, two finger, one finger,
Hum dinger, gun-slinger; that's what I am! {don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you baby? don't you}
I spit it slick as the shit that's in a Crisco can
So U should, - c'mon, baby! C'mon, c'mon and fuck with' ya man! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby!}
{Don't you?} Got this rap shit down to a chemistry!
Lota fakes in the industry, but I don't let 'em get to me! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby!}
{Don't you?} I rock for my brother that's locked in the penitentary
Me, Jay and Swizzy got the "Symphony Of The Century"
Roc-A-Fella, Fort Knox, fucker; ya heard that?!
I don't know where you be, but see I be where the birds at {don't you baby? don't you baby?}
{Don't you baby? don't you?} She ask me buy her a drink, I get her some 'gnac;
Then it's - c'mon, baby! C'mon, c'mon let's merk to the back! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby!}
{Don't you?} And way before the contract, I had hoes,
Rappers claim that they had borads, but I doubt that they was bad broads! {c'mon, baby! c'mon, baby!}
{C'mon, baby! don't you?} I'm feelin' disrespected.
If e'rybody fuckin' dimes, who got all these UGLY bitches pregnant?
[Chorus]
[Outro: Sample from J. Geils Band's - "Southside Shuffle"]
Don't you, baby? Don't you, baby? Don't you, baby? Don't you?
C'mon, baby! C'mon, baby! C'mon, baby! Don't you?
C'mon, baby! C'mon, baby! C'mon, baby! Don't you? [beat stops]
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