Harlem World One Big Fiesta Lyrics

One Big Fiesta Lyrics

[Featuring Mase]
Ma$e:
All Out we don't stop we don't don't stop
All
Out we don't stop we don't don't stop
All Out make it hot don't stop
c'mon
C'mon Harlem World make it hot don't stop c'mon
All Out All
Out
Baby $ta$e:
Yo yo I'm the perfect example of how a chick that's
classy
Flashy sassy papparazzi don't harrass me (All Out)
Move too swift
for y'all chicks to pass me
Anything y'all wanna know, come ask me
How
come when I'm in the street all open place
Everybody smokin' $ta$e like I
got a open case (uh uh)
Anything you gotta say to me
You can say to Ma$e,
Baby $ta$e
The more I make, the more they hate (c'mon)
See, I might as
well admit it, that everybody wanna hit it
Cuz I got a cean record and not
to see me naked, check it
I don't know what's wrong with these cats
It'll
be a setback in this game called Rap, see
I was once told, Harlem World done
fold
We about to drop this below the world, behold
Seem like while I'm
seeing Platinum, everybody sayin' Gold
We'll really see what happens when my
click unfold
Ma$e-Chorus 2x:
We're going to party, fiesta (All Out)
And
stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon Harlem World
Can't go wrong
Blinky
Blink:
Yo, Harlem World is who I'm runnin wit (yeah, Huddy's wit it)
See
the size of my money clip? (man, I'm on the funny tip)
I know you hate me,
hate Ma$e, cuz we make papes
And got girls on like 48 states (48
states)
For kickin' the women with a straight face
While y'all cats,
wella, about to get a rape case
But why player hate? Cuz I sex girls and
they say I'm great
You bust one tank, can even stay awake
Not now, we
gon' talk on a later day
What you think? You can hold Blink? Uh uh
I got
a gold link with more ice than cold drinks
So, playa get to that, and keep
your chicken hats
She said your sex was whack, cuz I twist her back
And
everytime I kick my rap, man I stick to facts (All Out)
But if my trees
wasn't sellin'
I switch the jack
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Chorus:
Huddy
Comb:
Yo, yo, I need a wifee, chipped up lightly
You stay in the thong,
I'ma stay with the ice, B
Indian givin', got Carribean women
Willin' to
have everything like me and my children (All Out)
So, dear, in front of the
building
Hundreds in the ceiling, tank tops in the drop
Cuz I'm one of
the villain
Cook for me, come open a book for me
Shook for keep, your
whole look hooked me
With your legs tied up, eggs sunny side up
No cash
in the stash get that money right up (c'mon, c'mon)
See, all girls love me,
can't get nothing from me
I stay in the Mall, spendin' rich chicks'
money
Tricked on her friend so her friend wanna fuck me
That one named
Huddy, W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy
W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy, W dot
Huddy
Chorus to end with Ma$e adlibs:
All Out
JM
Can't forget Queen
Bee wrecks this
L O X
Money Power & Respect
Ruff Ryder
Yeah,
DMX
Can't forget So So Def
Bad Boy
Suave House
Yeah, kid, Harlem on
the rise
And you don't want no problem with these guys
Neptune, keep the
beat bangin'
Uh, you don't stop
Queen Bee
Junior Mafia
What what
what what what
All Out, All Out, All Out, All Out