Touch It (Remix Part Two)

[Chorus:] Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it [Intro: Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo Swizzy I told these niggas I was coming back to bust they ass! Okay! Remix! Part two! [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] See now you who the God be Back runnin the city and you know who the squad be Flipmode, bitch, look see ain't nothing 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 nigggas better respect it Y'all already know where I rep Ain't no reason to check it And you know that you ain't fucking with me Just for the record So instead I'mma let Mary J. Blige come and set (Now get low Mary!) [Verse 2: Mary J. Blige & Busta Rhymes] Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh) Mary J. Blige about to handle my biz (Uh huh) I'm on my grown woman still I rep for the kids In every hood, and all my people doing a bid (Turn it up!) Now you know who's really the queen, deliver the mail 730,000 first week of my sales The haters plot and they watch looking all pale While I'm on a yacht overseas doing my nails (Get low Mary!) Well let me show you how we do I gotta thank everyone for copping The Breakthrough 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 the stadiums, arenas and all Only Louis and Gucci, we don't shop at the mall Got you partying and dancing and having a ball And you loving the way we repping How we do it for y'all, go ahead and... [Chorus] Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it [Verse 3: Rah Digga & Busta Rhymes] (Get low Digga!) See me rolling up in your hood These jokers screaming, "Damn, Rah still be looking good" They do they little mack Be asking me who I ta Ain't none of your concern You a G, make it hap' (Turn it up!) When I give a nigga some play, he losing his brain Asking me a bunch of questions, acting like he my man Wanna stress a bitch out, telling me I'm in chains I'm sayin, "Damn, my bad if you fell for the game" (Get low, Digga!) Now he sitting there looking stuck He thinking 'cause he spent a little dough I'm 'gon fuck If money ain't a thang, I'm saying let a bitch know Type to empty your account How far you willing to go? (Turn it up!) Now he hoping on a jet, he ain't wasting no time Told me all expense paid, any place I could find Hit the islands in the winter, tricking all on his dime Ain't a shorty in the world pussy better than mine They wanna [Chorus] Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it [Verse 4: Missy Elliott & Busta Rhymes] Bus, this is serious, man! (Get low, Missy) Am I jingling baby? Yeah, go 'head, mami Don't I look charming? Put your lips up on me Woop! 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 it look like I got Beyonce's hips? Looking like I could be Nia Long Boy, you smoking that Cheech and Chong (Get low, Missy) Have you ever seen thickness in a thong? You can hit it like a game of ping pong If you give me two shots of Patron Nigga, bring it on I might let you take me home (Turn it up!) Now Busta Bus, Misdemeanor in here This year, be clear, y'all best beware In fear, emcees, y'all ain't come near I'm toxic, baby, like I'm Britney Spears [Chorus] Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it [Outro: Busta Rhymes] See, I ain't even gotta talk to y'all I let the Queens of the game get at y'all See, y'all ain't even in my league Flipmode, bitch! [Chorus] Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it