Touch It (BET Awards 2006 Remix) (Feat. Mary J. Blige, Rah Digga, Missy Elliott, Lloyd Banks, Papoose, DMX, & Eminem)
Touch it bring it pay watch it Turn it leave it stop format it 2X
Busta Rhymes Get low Bus! See now you who the God be, back runnin the city and you know who the squad be Flipmode bitch look see ain't nothin changed Now I'm back with the remix with the Queens of the game (TURN IT UP!!) WHEN YOU SEE ME IN THE SPOT YOU NIGGAS BETTER RESPECT IT Y'ALL ALREADY KNOW WHERE I REP AIN'T NO REASON TO CHECK IT AND I KNOW THAT YOU AIN'T FUCKIN WITH ME JUST FOR THE RECORD SO INSTEAD I'm A LET, MARY J. BLIGE COME AND SET IT
(Now get low Mary!) Maybe you can guess who it is Mary J. Blige about to handle my biz I'm on my grown woman still I rep for the kids In every hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!) NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE WHILE I'm ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there lookin stuck He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm 'gon fuck If money ain't a thang I'm sayin let a bitch know Type to empty a account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!) NOW HE HOPIN ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANYPLACE I COULD FIND HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA
Bus this is serious man!(Get low Missy!) I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put your lips up on me Kiss it touch it, good, yes I wish you would (TURN IT UP!!) YOU LIKE TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP BABY DIP DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS LOOKIN LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG BOY YOU SMOKIN THAT CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been gone for a minute But I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a fitted Everybody talk money everybody gonna run With that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a midget (TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'm DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE RING IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN AFTER THE CLUB, I'm A PUT A FEW IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM
(Get low Papoose)Five boroughs of death, you don't understand I got New York City in the palm of my hand Now I could make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous Or I could smack the world with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!) I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY DUMB DUDE THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE RING FINGER YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low X)Swizz is the monster, X is the beast Fuckin with Bus, everyday is a feast Stay off the streets, I'm tired of talkin to y'all niggas I'm a stick a fork in y'all niggas WHEN I HIT 'EM MAN THAT TRUCK COME GET 'EM MAN! FUCKED UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN AIN'T NO REMORSE FOR THE CORPSE, TRUTH IS CAN'T I.D. THE BODY, NIGGA TOOTHLESS
Eminem As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up Bring it back, come rewind Powerful impact, BOOM on the track Come attack (Hey Shady!) Guess who's back Everybody in the place Take a look at the face I used to be without a trace He's a little high, ain't he New year, Ooh yeah Who's here, New gear Full gear, Spookier Aah I'm 'bout to scream at the top of my lungs And I don't even know why I'm screaming Aah And I'm screamin' on the Wrong part of the song Bus, you did it again, lets turn it up more Let's turn it up loud Let 'em know we ain't playin' And I don't even know What the chorus is sayin' (Touch It, Bring It, Babe) Just give me the beat Bus p