Suace Money, Jay-Z, Clark world
2000, and it goes like..
Uh huh, yeah yeah
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wan do
Talk all night, are we gon screw?
Im talking bout me and you, and it goes like...
I like to push up on chicks like its the last record
Take em to the telly get buck passed naked
Let em feel the power, lick em if it dont taste sour
Hit em in the shower for an hour
Give em that feeling, Sauce Money for real and
Let her get on top if theres mirrors on the ceiling
Hit her so right that she wanna throw rice
My device makes her say Damn, that niggas nice!
Know I got wifey lay my cards when I pivot
Pass your seven digits if youre with it
Sauce wanna give you the option for the boot knocking
Nine times outta ten its on and popping
Aint no stopping victorys in the air
Bring a friend next time lets do it again
Bring your whole crew if you see through me
And we can meet on the BQE
And it goes like
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wan do
Talk all night, are we gon screw?
Im talking bout me and you, and it goes like...
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wan do
Talk all night, are we gon screw?
Im talking bout me and you, and it goes like...
Had this bitch bragging
Sauce had his tongue between my thighs lally-gagging
Huh, could you imagine?
Shaking your tail just like a dragon here comes my worse flame
In the morning Hot 97 the first thing 
Hell yeah yall dont buy it
I dont eat no kind of fish if you cant fry it
But who knows maybe one day Ill try it
But for now slow down too much Lil Kim in your diet
Can I get it what - get it wet?
When he hit it first, can I get it next? Shit, you the best
It aint wack to be with both of us, mami actually
Im Eddie Kane Jr., that nigga me!
You want me to feel what he feel when its tight
And I know, you dont be doing it right?
But it gets no liver than this, never lie on our dick
Shit, we got niggas rides on our wrists
Play your cards right youll be driving the 6
Shopping all day, hopping out in the dist
Popping the Crist, shit hopping outta your wrist
Popping your shit, New Yorks hottest bitch
From the ghetto to the stilettos
But you gotta do it two times like an echo, you feeling that?
 This is how we run it down the line
Nigga Sauce goes first, Jigga next to rhyme
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wan do
Talk all night, are we gon screw?
Im talking bout me and you, and it goes like...
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wan do
Talk all night, are we gon screw?
Im talking bout me and you, and it goes like...
I see you got a lot to get off your chest
Coat, blouse, bra, dont talk me to death
Like murders on your mind mami, off the dress
Jigga ran game til I lost my breath, uhh
Last thing I need to know is what it costs for sex
What you need to know is if I lost respect
Dont have to worry if you do Sauce correct
Ima bless that, bring my whole crew through, dont even sweat that
Uh, dime pieces Im hitting
Four in the morning, Frosted Flakes in your kitchen
Now you want me to start tricking I suppose
Thats when the first Face Off kick in
We dont love these hoes!
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wan do
Talk all night, are we gon screw?
Im talking bout me and you, and it goes like...
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wan do
Talk all night, are we gon screw?
Im talking bout me and you, and it goes like...