*featuring Jay-Z
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[Chorus]
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Now let me count it off [3x]
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Hey you, blow your whistle
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Now let me count it off [3x]
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Hey you, blow your whistle
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Now let me count it off [3x]
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[Verse 1 Ms. Jade]
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I know it's rare, but niggas they feel me everywhere
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I'm from the land of white tees, Vickie's and Roca-Wear
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NY guys spit at cats, do-rags
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Pop it in turn it up, bang my shit in they Jags
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I got dem niggas in LA crip walkin' in the truck
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Atlanta, down south bamma's, you know they get it crunk
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Now I'ma float on, roll me somethin' to smoke on
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You hope I go away, continue to get your hope on
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Rap game, regardless I stack change
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the same affect as the game
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Ms. Jade is tha mutha-f-in' name
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I got a L-O-C-K down the freeway, BK back up to Philly
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Won't stop 'til they kill me
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I get it done, rap chicks see me and run
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Only mixin' coke with the rum
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Ain't scared, niggas be bums
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You wanna see me, beats fuck up ya hooptie
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Suburbans, Benz or the two seats
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Major numbers the first week
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[Chorus]
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Now let me count it off [3x]
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Hey you, blow your whistle
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Now let me count it off [3x]
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Hey you, blow your whistle
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Now let me count it off [3x]
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[Verse 2 Jay-Z]
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Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now
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Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now
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Yea, it's young Vitto, voice of the young people
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Roc C-E-O, hot hits for the P-O
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Count It Off
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| Ms. Jade |
