Touch It (Remix 2.0)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Oh, now you know who the God be Back runnin' the city And you know who the squad Flipmode Look see ain't nothin' changed Back with the remix With the Queens (TURN IT UP!) When you see me in the spot Better respect each other Y'all already know where I'm rep Ain't no reason to check it And I know that You ain't messing with me Just for the record So instead I'mma let Mary J. Blige Come and set it [Verse 2: Mary J. Blige] (Get Low Mary) Maybe you can guess Who it is Mary J. Blige, I'm 'bout 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 [Verse 3: Rah Digga] (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 thing I'm sayin' let a chick know; Type to empty an account How far you willin' to go? (TURN IT UP!) Now he hoppin' on the jet He ain't wasting no time Told me all expenses paid Any place I could find Hit the islands in the Winter Trickin' all on his dime Ain't no alpha in this world Who is better than mine They wanna [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it [Verse 4: Missy Elliott] I'm jinglin' baby (Go Ahead '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 I look like I got Beyonce's hips Lookin' like I could be Nia Long Boy, you smokin' that Cheech and Chong [Verse 5: Lloyd Banks] I know what it feels like I been gone for a minute But I'm back Chinchilla on with a fitted Everybody talk money Everybody gon' live it That bowl of bread smaller Than the arm (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'mma put a few In the range and let 'em [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it [Verse 6: 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 thumb, dude The Bronx on my middle Finger screamin' F you Rock Ice in Manhattan So there's the ring finger; You know I had to keep Brooklyn on the trigger finger [Verse 7: DMX] 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 stickin' a fork in y'all niggas (TURN IT UP!) When I hit 'em, man That truck come get 'em, man Roughed up how I did 'em, man Ain't no remorse for the corpse, truth is Can't I.D. the body, nigga toothless [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it Turn it, leave it, start – format it [Verse 8: 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 Contact! (Shady!) Guess who's back? Everybody in the place take a look at the face I disappeared without a trace, he's a little high, ain't he? New year, ooh yeah, who's here, new gear Full gear, spookier, AAH! AAH! AAH! I'm 'bout to scream at the top of my lungs And I don't even know why I'm screamin', AAH! AAH! AAH! And I'm screamin' on the wrong part of the song Bus, you did it again, let's 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, pay it) Just give me the beat, Bus, with THE BIG BANG!