[Fabolous & Ne-Yo Speaking]
Timbo…
Hey..Ne-Yo
Loso...
Hey, Hey..

[Chorus]
[Ne-Yo]
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a boss when we¢re together
Mami I¢m good all by myself
But baby u make me better
U make me better (X8)

[Verse 1]
[Fabolous]
You plus me it equals better math
Your boy a good look but she my better half
I'm already bossing already flossing
But why have the cake if it ain¢t got the sweet frosting?
(Yep, yep, yep, yep) Keeping me on my A game
(Wit, wit, wit, wit) Without having a say names
(They, they, they, they, they) They may flame
(But, but, but, but) But shorty we burn it up
The sag in my swag, pimp in my step
Daddy do the Gucci, mami in Giuseppes
Yes, it¢s a G thang, Whenever we swing
I¢ma need Coretta Scott if I¢m gonna be king

[Chorus]
[Ne-Yo]
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a boss when we¢re together
Mami I¢m good all by myself
But baby u make me better
U make me better (X8)

[Verse 2]
[Ne-Yo]
1st things 1st, I does what I do
But everything I am she¢s my influence
I¢m already bossin I¢m already fly
But if I¢m a star, she is the sky
(I, I, I) And when I feel like I¢m on top
(She, she, she) She give me reason to not stop
(And, and, and, and, and) And though I¢m hot
(To, to, to) Together we burn it up

[Fabolous]
The caked up cut, the cleaned up ice
When shorty come around, I clean up nice
Dynamic duo, Batman & Robin
Whoever don¢t like it, it¢s that mans problem
(And, and, and) And when I feel like I¢m tired
(My, my, my) My baby taking me higher
(I, I, I, I, I) I'm on fire
(But, but, but) But shorty we burn it up

[Chorus]
[Ne-Yo]
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a boss when we¢re together
Mami I¢m good all by myself
But baby u make me better
U make me better (X8)

[Bridge (Ne-Yo)]
Cuz outside every great man you can find
A woman like a soldier holding him down

[Fabolous]
She treats me like a don, watches for the hit
Checks where I go, even watches who I¢m wit
The right when I¢m wrong, so I never slip
Showed me how to move, that¢s why I never trip
And baby girl you so major
They should front page ya
God bless the parents who made ya
Middle finger anybody who hate the
Way we burn it up

[Chorus]
[Ne-Yo]
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a boss when we¢re together
Mami I¢m good all by myself
But baby u make me better
U make me better (X8)

[Fabolous speaking]
Yeah baby
Them lames u playin wit, they gon¢ put u down.
We trying to compliment you, you know? Make it better.
Top notch pimp
Nice look Ne-Yo
Living good Loso
They ask you how u doing now, tell ¡em better then them.
Hahahahah

[Chorus]
[Ne-Yo]
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a boss when we¢re together
Mami I¢m good all by myself
But baby u make me better
U make me better (X8)

Baby girl
You know my situation
And sometimes I know you get impatient
But you don't put to on a show to get patience
Take it to court and go through litagations
And I respect ya gangsta
Treat you like a princess
And put something on your neck to thank ya
Shes my pinch hitta
When the startin lineup aint playin right
I come off the bench wit her
It might sound like im gassin ya
But it took time to get from the back seat to the passenger
We been creepin and sneakin
Just to keep it from leakin
We so deep in our freakin
That we don't sleep on the weekend
Wifey
A little bit uptight
Wonderin why he comin home in the middle of the night
It'll be alright if ya'll bump heads it'll be a fight
But i said it'll be alright

I really wanna be with you (be with you)
But I gotta be real with you (real with you)
I can't leave you alone (lone)
And I know I live and grown?
But i can't let ya go
Your the one i want in my life (want in my life)
Already got a wife (got a wife)
Can't leave you alone (lone)
And I know I live and grown?
But I can't let ya go

You aint ever step out of line
Or get out a pocket
So i made sure canary sent out your locket
To protect you, i'll get out and cock it
And you know the barrel of my gun is big enough to spit out a rocket
Oh, you gonna play dumb if cops do come through
I gotta keep the top up if my drop do come through
But i know the boutiques and the shops you run through
So i cop her one, and cop you one too
You always get a daily page, weekly ring
Plus you aint too shy to do them freaky things
I aint gotta put a band on your finger
I worry about you tellin the whole world im your new allen springer
At first you were somethin i denied
Something I would slide
Just do somethin in the ride
But shorty
Theres something that you provide
Cause the entre pain is good without somethin on the side

Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon
My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume
Its gonna be a clip towards if I go back
With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback
She wont care if im a platinum rapper
If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper
So keep it on the down low call the carsely
You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly

You know I get from you
Anytime this chick is there for you
Feelings im'ma share wit you
Which makes it a Lil Mo clear for you

(Fabolous):
Guess who
J to the Lo
F to the 'ab'
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I'm ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right Now (Oh!)
I keep women in thongs comin' along (Oh!)
Invisibly set stones, some of them prone
I can tell you ain't never had someone this long
One night, have them bumpin' my song like 'mmm, mmm' girl
You ain't know I was comin' this strong
Now you know not to come at me wrong
I get right, uh

(Jennifer Lopez):
You lookin' just a little too hard at me
Standin' just a little too close to me
You sayin' not quite enough to me
You sippin' just a little too slow for me
No doubt you're playin' real cool homey
Got me thinkin' what is it you do for me
Trippin' (trippin') a little more than I should be
So let yourself go and get right with me!

{Refrain:}
I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right

I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right, tonight
We can get right

(Jennifer Lopez):
Your lips talkin' about I play too much
Can't a woman take advantage of what she wants?
My hips movin' oh so slow (so slow)
Bar tab lookin' like a car note (car note)
All I need is you here right by my side
Take whatever you want baby let's ride
And whatever you want you let me decide
Just put your name on the dotted line

I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right

I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right, tonight
We can get right

(Jennifer Lopez):
So much we got to say, but so little time
And if tonight ain't long enough, don't leave love behind
Baby take my hand I'll show you why

I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right

I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up (Oh, oh, oh)
We can get right, get right, tonight (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
We can get right

(Fabolous):
It's slim with the tilted rim on 20 inch rims
Rock up wrist watch, 6 inch Timbs
Button-up shirt cuffed with the French trim
So you can tell a man get to the right (Oh)
I'm in the driver's seat, you sit to the right
And this is just to get to the flight
I like the way it fit to you tight
So I'mma show you the world in a day for you
Even get to the night
I'm lookin' for a dime, but I don't need a penny though
Any old wannabe Jenny-Lo, no!
Plenty dough and there's plenty more where it come from
I'm the Real Talk where I come from, Oh!

(Jennifer Lopez):
I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right

I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right, tonight
We can get right

I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right

I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right

[Chorus]
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)

[Verse 1]
And they say what comes around goes around
So the cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down
I got a smoother style
Fo me it's +Slow Motion+ like Juvenile
'Til I pass through ya areas
The SLR, class lookin' serious, they has to be curious
You never seen one of the nastiest lyricist
Speed through like he in the +Fast and the Furious+
Like Pharrell, we stand on bars
Girls on us like a fan on stars
500 Grand on cars, you'll see a man on Mars
Before a nigga lay a hand on ours
Catch me in a Diamond chain and a thick cuban
In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rick Rubin
Put a grin on ya face, then spin in ya waist
The world look like it's spinnin' in space

[Chorus w/ ad libs: Fabolous {Girl}]
Whoa, whoa, slow down mami
{Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
{I show ya how to get ya roll on all ya gotta do is hold on}
{and it goes}
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)

[Fabolous]
What comes around goes back around again
And niggaz gon' act up now again
And What goes up must come down
And I'll be here like What's Up now?

[Verse 2]
I do the yankee rockin' wit a lean
Know ya can't knock it when ya clean
Girls want me on they ass like back pockets on the jeans
I just try to plug into the socket in between
Then watch me do my step
At the same time throwin' up who I rep
Street F-F-F-F-Fitted damn
No other way to put it to ya ma'am
But the look'll say D-D-D-D-Damn
I can throw down like a killa
Put slugs and banana clips that'll slow down gorillas, Girl
Move like you in a Hula Hoop
Then blow me like you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm Hot
(WHOA!) (WHOA!)

[Chorus w/ ad libs: Fabolous {Girl}]
Whoa, whoa, slow down mami
{Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
{I show ya how to get ya roll on all ya gotta do is hold on}
{and it goes}
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)

[Verse 3]
I'm lookin' for a 10 cent wifey
Cool as a 10 cent icey
That'll fit in vince nicely
Let 'em get close
Tell 'em play dimmy
Imma get swazy, you can get ghost
Well, F-A-Beezy, F-A-Sheezy
To the press suite at the F-O-Ceezy
I'm lookin' at you (Yeah, man)
You lookin' at me (Yeah, man)
Slow down ma, ya speedin' again
You can put the top down and blow weed in the wind
But fo now, let yo hips go to this
Betta yet, let ya lips blow a kiss
When I dip low and flip, show the wrist
It looks like a froze hypno and cris
(WHOA!) (WHOA!)
And I'm in amazing shape
With the DR flag on a bathe of apes
(WHOA!) (WHOA!)

[Chorus w/ ad libs: Fabolous {Girl}]
Whoa, whoa, slow down mami
{Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
{I show ya how to get ya roll on all ya gotta do is hold on}
{and it goes}
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)

[Chorus]
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha you niggas make me laugh,
c'mon if it don't make me math.
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha what u can't take a joke,
well i cant take being broke.
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, make money money money.
Ha ha ha ha ha, make money money money

[Fabolous' Verse]
You niggas are comical, who me
I'm seven digits two commacal on my mama fool
I'm getting this money and that kill'em
they looking at a pimp funny I'm Katt Williams
Money Mike, I gets money on the mic
and some say I'm wild'n out
Bargadi styling out, pushing seven digits dialing
but i ain't gotta fucking choice
my money talks in a Chris Tucker voice
"And you know this man"
You a stand up rapper, hip hop comedian
I start laughing as soon as i put your CD in
you joke, you joke, you kid, you kid
should have went to Comedy Central with the vids you did
but ok, you B.E.T. only if its Comic View
Promise you I'm funny style I can be a comic too
I'm Marty Mar, at a Auty Mar
Cute snotty broad, tits like Dolly Par
Ed Harty naw this is carty ma
but that was a good one, Hardy har
Lambo Galardi car getting my last laugh HAW

[Chorus]

[Pusha T's Verse]
The jokes on you niggas
see the figures don't add up to the claims
you Sam Kinnison you just screaming names
my brother my partner for real like the Wayans
plus everything in live In Living Color
High rise checks diamonds the size of Robin Harris'
I Bebe Kids my neck
You call it a tribute, a ?? distribute
sales was slow i got Paco to contribute
some morals in each state, move weight, get caught,
don't talk, Dave Chappelle niggas might break
so hilarious, how the chariots, carry us
Phantom is light gray sort of like Ashy Larry is
King of the one liner lil' rhymers watch what you say
you just a potty mouth like Andrew Dice Clay
I pop collars on niggas, i drop dollars on niggas
i jell O's together i Bill Cosby on niggas
got you lost in the smoke i Micheal Connelly you niggas
i watch u verse from the fire i Richard Pryor you niggas
said enough nigga sort of like Kramer
i'm joking you don't wanna see the anger Fab tell'em

[Chorus]

[Fabolous' Verse 2]
Mane look, the diamonds in your chain look
funnier than Dane Cook, you hit the Sufi
I am to fly, in the booth I
make joke of them, i ain't the richest nigga but i ain't broke as them
I'm serious, petty worth will make a man delirious like Eddie Murph
Girls get curious
is he really funny, don't be silly honey
i'm the burner packing
Bernie Macing
I ain't scared of you mafuckers kick ass
hon stack thick ass
a deck of card VIP section hard
they try to holla at me you know the heckler broads
I'm popping Rose, I don't the neck to God
don't front yo, i be in the front row
watch your wise cracks or i'll be at your front door
and i push up on a female smoothly, in a GL but keep that on the D.L. Hughley
LOL this is LOS
O no your money coming so slow guess this mafuckers a no show, Oh oh oh

[Chorus]

(Verse 1) Fabolous

I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now
I wanna be more than a friend to you now
When they ask I mention my baby girl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90's in the 2 thou
That's the reason I have a friend or two now
Cause the kid's ready to tell how he fell in a few vows
Maybe I speak in general now
But girl i'm a do whatever just to keep a grin on you now
Where I go they wear bikini's in the winter two now
What you think about tan lines on the skin of you now
Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou
uh..Fifth Ave, shopping sprees, and those dinners to chow
I ain't concerned what other men would do now
As long as when I slide up in you ,you growl
And any dude with you he better be a kin to you now
And I ain't jealous it's the princible now
I'm so into you

(Chorus) Ashanti

I really like what you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you

I really like what you've done to me ( I really like)
I can't really explain it ( I can't explain it )
I'm so into you

( Verse 2 ) Fabolous

Come on ma'...
It's more than the flashin', I woulda' traded it all in a ordinally fashion
A villa in Florida we crashin'
Just off the shore, so you can hear when the water be splashin'
Drop top pre in the quarta' we dashin'
Flawless diamonds in the boarda' flashin'
And the money we outta be stashin'
I make sure every quarta' be cashin'
I can't really explain it
My friends be thinkin' i'm slippin'
These girls be thinkin' i'm trippin'
What kinds of weed he be smokin', What type of drinks he be sippin'
Sweet thing just to think of you dippin'
You had me with the blues so hard, you would think I was crippin'
Now you relaxing in the benz
Credit cards with no limit, so you won't worry about maxing when you spend
Ever since you been asking about the friends
How'd you like if both our names had Jackson at the end

( Chorus ) Ashanti

( Verse 3 ) Fabolous

I don't need trip where truth is
Girl the way you put this state, remind me of the strips on rofess
You love my smile no matter how chip my tooth is
With you it ain't because my wips is ruthless
So sit on chrome dipped up dueces
And you ain't flattered by canaire mvs dipped Jasues
Cover ballers look dumb when they pressure 5 or 6's
You don't let them kind of numbers impress you
Even though I was somewhat sucessful
Being a player was becoming kind of stressful
But ever since this superwomen has come to my rescue
My winters be wonderful, my summers be special
Let's fly to St. Barbra, the villa be painted
Just so we can get really aquainted
The love is there
Theres no way it could feel like it's tainted
But I can't really explain it, yeah

( Chorus ) Ashanti 

Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talking when I make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When it's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good

{Refrain:}
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Oh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Oh"

You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And your thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hair
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Ya'll come on

All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move (move)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)

All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouh... wouh ouh)

Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"

We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can mooove if you wanna
We can mooooooove...

Dip it low
Pick it up slow (slowww)
Roll it all around (ohhhh)
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing (yeah)
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke (come on come on come on)
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ooooh)

{au Refrain}