Lyrics:

(Feat. cam'ron and juelz santana)

Juelz santana:
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down wit the dip dip dip

Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down with the set set set

Cam'ron:
Killa, dipset lets go
I donât play thought I told you that
We patrol and load them gats
Uh, sound like that nolia clap
Hold the cap the jewelry, who is he the right grinder
I flip chyna white, ma this is white chyna
From china, seen china, gave the b**** party pills
Chick strip now we clicking like dorothy hills
Fuck the wizard of oz,
I'm the wizard of harlem
Izzy acky ya b**** trust me
I go visit my problems (when)
Maybe next year, maybe in a week or two
Maybe when the beat is through, pop up peek-a-boo
Huh, huh, yeah dogg we been peepin you
Yeah the b**** hide out ride out what she need to do (why's that)
Got the inside right from the outside
The outside get inside ya insides be outside
I don't care b**** b**** I declare rich (what are you)
I'm freddy jason mixed wit the blair witch
Really candyman, call me candy cam
Nose candy, candy paint color of candy yams
You a handy man, a family man
I keep revolvers cay out the jammy jam
This the jam so jam
I land on land, keep the coke fresh
Yes surrand the grams
And the blue moon might go hand in hand
Or fifty keys or better, cheddar my man my man

Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down wit the dip dip dip

Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down
Now get down with the set set set

Look, them boys are up to something again (that's right)
Look, them boys are up to something again (that's right)
Look, them boys are up to something again (that's right)
Look, them boys are up to something again (that's right)
Look, them boys are up to something again (that's right)

Cam'ron:
You ballin you stuntin, oh wee flash ya cash
Girls touch the floor now clap ya ass
And pack ya bags, hit the ocean for me
Back that ass up, slow motion for me
What up hombre
You mad I took mommy from jonge
To bombay all on my charm hey
Ten-thousand, that's for one pizzy get busy
A hundred dollars that's for one grizzy no whizzy
Forty-two bullets, that's for one sissy
I'm the drinkin' but he's the one pissy
When I shoot him in the bowels wit the
Luger ruger shooter shooter do maneuver
Blow the cooper troopers wit a smile
Listen, I been a trooper for a while
You a pooper scooper smoking stupid budda like tical
And I'm past fake ma make ya ass shake,
I lay up on this shit just like a fast break

Juelz santana:
Up it's me again
Duck it's me again
Everybody get scared
Aww fuck it's me again (aye)
You n****s don't wanna rump wit me again
See that double shot pump
Get pumped and released again (yup)
Told you fucks we'd met again
Told you get ya heater close
Told you I was creeping and I keep the toast (bang)
Damn look at chu now
Slumped over nobody wants to look at you now (aye)