Face Off 2000 lyrics

Intro: 2000, and it goes like. (Uh Huh, yeah yeah)

Chorus: This goes out to my Brooklyn crew
Lay my game flat, what you wanna do
Talk all night, are we gonna screw?
I`m talking `bout me and you

Verse One: Sauce Money

I like to push up on chicks like it`s the last record
take `em to the telly get buck passed naked
Let `em feel the power, lick `em if it don`t taste sour
hit `em in the shower for an hour
Give `em that feeling, Sauce Money for real and
let her get on top if there`s mirrors on the ceiling
Hit her so right that she wanna throw rice
my device makes her say `;Damn, that nigga`s nice!`;
Know I got wifey lay my cards when I pivot
pass your seven digits if you`re with it
Sauce wanna give you the option for the boot knockin`
nine times outta ten it`s on and poppin`
Ain`t no stopping victory`s in the air
bring a friend next time let`s do it again
Bring your whole crew if you see through me
and we can meet on the BQE
And it goes like

Chorus (2X)

Verse Two: Sauce Money, Jay-Z

Sauce Money:

Had this bitch bragging,
Sauce had his tongue between my thighs lally-gaggin;
huh, could you imagine
Shaking your tail just like a dragon here comes my worse flame
in the morning Hot 97 the first thing
(Deny it) Hell yeah y`all don`t buy it
I don`t eat no kind of fish if you can`t fry it
But who knows maybe one day I`ll try it
but for now slow down too much lip is killin` your diet

Jay-Z:

Can I get it what - Get it wet
when he hit it first can I get it next, shit you the best
It ain`t wack to be with both of us, mami actually
I`m Eddie Kane Jr., that
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