Touch It (Remix)

Aiyyo Swizzy I told these niggas I was coming back to bust they ass! Okay! Remix! Part two! See, now you know 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'ma let Mary J. Blige come and set it (Now get low Mary) Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh) Mary J. Blige, I'm 'bout to handle my biz (Uh huh) 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 Mary) Well, let me show you how we do I gotta thank everyone for copping The Breakthrough (Uh huh) Bus' did take one, the remix is take two You love the way we reinventing how we just stay new (Turn it up) How we selling out them stadiums, arenas and all Only Louis and Gucci, we don't shop at the mall Got you partyin' And dancin' and havin' a ball And you love the way we rapping and how we do it for y'all Go 'head and Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it