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Family Affair (Remix) [Verse 1-Jadakiss] Yeah, uh, what, uh, yeah, uh hey yo you can hit the dance floor now, you ain't gotta wait we can take this outside, you ain't gotta hate this here is a family affair, the family is here everybody put your hands in the air we don't need no haten or rachen somebody better calm duke down cause the eight'll lace him while your waitin get it perculatin love to smoke previlly purple hazen sharp as a buck fifty doing my dance, and honey mad cause she can't keep up with me but still banging em, sogging em, still robbing em and the whole world knows Kiss is a problem but I ain't come to fight, I came to have fun tonight and hit more then one tonight get crunk from begenning to end Mary J and Jada, Y, O, we did it again, ugh [Mary J Blige] come on everybody get on up cause you know we gots to get it crunk Mary J is in the spot tonight and I'm gonna make you feel alright come on baby just party with me let loose and set your body free leave your situations at the door so when you step inside jump on the floor [Mary J Blige-Chorus] [Mary J Blige] gonna gonna be about a matter of time before you get loose and start to lose your mind cop you a drink, go ahead and rock your ice cause were celebratin no more drama in our life get the track pumpin, everybody is jumpin go ahead twist your back and get your body bumpin I thought I told you to leave your situations at the door so grab somebody and get your ass on the dance floor [Chorus] [Fabolous] Yall can't deny it, uh, yeah, this is cracklatin Yeah it's Mary and the kid bouncing in the six four until we crack the things after a few shots I'm faded family affair, yall don't where the spot is located if your not related and they got to hate it ha switch from a ring to chapar to a rolex I watch them grin it this year there is no more drama mainly because now my saving account show more commas usally it's mello rappers in the club pulling models and pulling bottles out them yellow wrappers staying (?) to those hammers and be standing on the couch like my moms ain't teach me no manners ma we can leave the club and hit the beach in Guyana don't come back to our features is tanner and thiers acscents on each of our grammers your with the young F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S family [Chorus Til End]
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