Lyric Everything s a Go - Memphis Bleek

Lyric Song Everything s a Go: Just Blaze Just Blaze!

Chorus Memphis Bleek
Everything s a go!
And I just washed the wheeland I Armor All the wheels
And it s realeverything s a go!
New jeansnew cheese snew gatgimme a reason
Everything s a go! Squad in the club wit me
Tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
Everything s a go! Mami hit me on the jack
Told me meet her at the spotand I m bout to call her backits a go!

Verse 1 Memphis Bleek
Bleek come scoop youtry to seduce you
Half Black and Chineseshe gave me the fu fu
A little bit of thatwan tan soup
From the hoodgot more chips then wan tan oooooooh!
But matter factgot more chesse than nacho
Not from rapwhen I used to fuck wit Pancho
I m in the classall by myself
Now you haters wanna crowd my space
Hundred grand all in your facemotherfucker better fix ya face
For they butterfly stich ya face
If ya bitch outta lineput the bitch in place
If the record sound +Just+ get the +Blaze+nigga
Put in backon the block for motherfuckers
The ROC get hotlet em scream "It s the ROCin ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real cliquebut now

Chorus w Jay Z ad libs

Verse 2 Jay Z
Highest paid acthighest paid to rap
I advance myselfand pay myself back
Haman you gotta love that
When them pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that
Corner like you wanna proposal and lock that
Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I m not above that

Memphis Bleek
Hooo! hold on Younglet me get it back
You got beef in these streetsLordlet me get a gat
Booooy! you now tuned into the greatest
Can t beat usjoin uscan t fade ushate us
Nigga it s nothinmy crew and half dozens
That s cause we scramblelike we Vick s half cousins
Booooy! and get ya mind right nigga
We gon put you on the newsyou want lime light nigga
Channel 2 or Channel 4you know what 9 like nigga
Groupie menwe put on UPN

Chorus

Verse 3 Memphis Bleek
One thug in the clubtwo models to go
Three bottles of Arma four jars of dro
Five shots to drawmy six hits took off
Seven you make Heavenor eight everything s a go!
Mami got that ice in ya drink
Long legs short skirtwhat you mean everything s a go!
My thugs outdie of the club wit Timbs
Nine on ya waistlet s roll we gettin in Everything s a go!
Nigga I m back forI m willin to clap boy
You holdin me back for go!
I spring into ac tionBrooklyn I m back for
I m bringin it back boys cause

Chorus