N.o.r.e. - If You Want It lyrics

I guess it's my turn again, so I'mma do it again 3X Chorus 2X: Noreaga If you want it, you can get it Is you wit it, say what, what, what, what I guess it's my turn again, so I'mma do it again Film flap with different languages, and bottles of gin I hear the crowd say what what, support my a** I hear the crowd say what what, and shake they a** Get a jump off, jumped off, and bounce with me Say what? Why don't y'all just bounce with me Yo why don't everybody bounce with me n***as bounce, ladies bounce, just bounce with me Meet me at the hotel, smoke a ounce with me Heard you holla holla, so I holla back I heard this cat got a track, said I'm weak in my rap How could stupid say that, when I brought him back He need to slow down, and get off that crack Aiyo, he ain't a thug and he never was I had beef with his hood, where the hell he was? Yo forget that though, let's play tic tac toe I throw the mic in the crowd when I'm whippin the show I throw the mic in the crowd when I'm rippin the show Chorus 2X Yo let me do it like one more time, one more time Get the crowd hype like one more rhyme Man listen, I'm just tryin glisten Yo fresh off parole, straight outta prison Get a green in the crib, yo, to revive me Huh, every other day when I'm feelin grimy Proud to be home, rock diamonds grown If you don't believe ask Lil' Jerome I did songs with Keith Sweat to R. Kelly Me, Mya and Raekwon, video for Belly Pun and Joe, Nas and Nature Me, Bus, Cam, and the Lox made prettier knots We got people's that's connected, while ya got half knots The only gang you connected to is Neighborhood Watch So what what, keep the motivation f** you n***a, and the Tenants Assosiation Chorus 2X Keep ya sh** together, yo ya things attached Yo ya lyrics is hot, ya hooks is wack Check Feds magazine, see me cover the back Yo I outpar Rich Porter, AZ, Gangsta Lou And that n***a Tone Capone O.T., yo you know n***a phone on roam Gangsta sh**, watch when 'Pone come home f** them other n***as, other n***as shoot them own Rather shoot myself, then shoot my clone Make them s** the gun n***a, s** on chrome On ya mark get set go, yo now you can run f** the Presidente/President Day, I got the platinum one I'm like Kiko from the pub, yo I pour you a drink Now a**a**in in your cup, and you ain't even think Chorus 2X