Stop! It's the mother****ing remix! Uhh! Yeah, Harlem is back (TS) Who in the world want a problem with that? (fo' real) I heard Harlem is back (You know we had to do the remix) Who in the world want a problem with that? (Yeah! Eminem *****!) Uhh! Yeah, Harlem is back (Lil Jon *****!) Who in the world want a problem with that? (Mason Betha!) I heard Harlem is back (Fat Joe!) Who in the world want a problem with that? (Let's go!) Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back You know it's deja vu, and the day y'all do It'll be the day y'all bleed Wrist minus 80 degrees King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave Who else could take 5 years off? Cold turkey? Come back and fly lears off Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff If haters wanna hate then its their loss Come up in the Rucker with all my Jake's on Car grills so big you can cook a steak on People hear Mase call them wanna get their mase on You hot 16, I'm a very great song They beating on the DJ booth 'fore the Mase song You play Clark Kent, you better have your cape on Plenty homes Mansion many rooms My necklace, 2Xs and three Bentley bulls Lean back, Lean back, Lean back Cause he's back come on Lean back, Lean back Lean back Cause he's back come on Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back, come on Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Eminem, what's up! Hey! You don't want no problems with Harlem You don't want no problems with the boogie-down Bronxster You don't want no drama with the blonde bomber Original Don Dada of the blonde bottle The model from White America Then Joe, the spokesperson for the Latino Then we got Mase back to re-per-e-sent E-ver-y-thing else in between Including the percentages of the rest we don't The best from each coast, the midwest to the dirty-dirty Even further to Miami, all the way back to Californ-i-a It'd probably be best right now if I warn Dre To get on the horn and tell 'im about the storm coming all our way So tell a pal, grab a gal right now, get on the floor while I wait Shake that ass a little more my way, but baby, I don't dance Not that I can't, there's a pistol in my pants Come on Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back, come on Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back No Judas or cowardice or Cain's brother Abel is able to stop me, *****, not me! Got the streets asking "Damn, who can top P?" Summer Jam? Killed it, man, they did it all with one beat I guess I'm bi-coastal now Took a down south brother to bring your boy out (What?!) As the wheel keeps spinning I can hear *****s thinking Crack got one hit, then he out Nope! Joey bring them semi's out Force you and yours to pour a little Henny out So much rappers acting in the game I had to tell them put the mic away And run and get your Emmy's out Lean back, mother****ers This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker It's Cook Coke Crack, preach it to ya, brother The mic more rap and preach you mother****ers Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Said my *****s don't dance We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Said my *****s don't dance we just pull out our gats And say blow your back away, **** ***** Lean back, lean back Lean back, lean back I said my *****s don't dance we just pull out our gats And say blow your back away, ***** ***** Lean back, lean back Lean back, lean back HEY!
[00:08.085]Stop! It's the mother****ing remix! [00:10.436]Uhh! Yeah, Harlem is back (TS) [00:12.369]Who in the world want a problem with that? (fo' real) [00:15.216]I heard Harlem is back (You know we had to do the remix) [00:18.116]Who in the world want a problem with that? [00:19.735](Yeah! Eminem *****!) [00:20.415]Uhh! Yeah, Harlem is back (Lil Jon *****!) [00:22.975]Who in the world want a problem with that? (Mason Betha!) [00:24.803]I heard Harlem is back (Fat Joe!) [00:27.677]Who in the world want a problem with that? (Let's go!) [00:29.348]Said my *****s don't dance [00:30.968]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [00:34.155]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [00:39.745]Said my *****s don't dance [00:40.999]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [00:44.787]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [00:49.567]You know it's deja vu, and the day y'all do [00:52.519]It'll be the day y'all bleed [00:55.236]Wrist minus 80 degrees [00:57.717]King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave [01:00.121]Who else could take 5 years off? [01:02.837]Cold turkey? Come back and fly lears off [01:05.319]Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff [01:07.905]If haters wanna hate then its their loss [01:10.491]Come up in the Rucker with all my Jake's on [01:12.816]Car grills so big you can cook a steak on [01:15.350]People hear Mase call them wanna get their mase on [01:17.649]You hot 16, I'm a very great song [01:20.261]They beating on the DJ booth 'fore the Mase song [01:22.795]You play Clark Kent, you better have your cape on [01:25.460]Plenty homes Mansion many rooms [01:28.046]My necklace, 2Xs and three Bentley bulls [01:30.632]Lean back, Lean back, Lean back [01:32.460]Cause he's back come on [01:32.695]Lean back, Lean back Lean back [01:32.826]Cause he's back come on [01:33.819]Said my *****s don't dance [01:34.237]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [01:35.282]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back, come on [01:40.245]Said my *****s don't dance [01:41.864]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [01:45.391]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [01:49.806]Eminem, what's up! Hey! [01:50.511]You don't want no problems with Harlem [01:52.522]You don't want no problems with the boogie-down Bronxster [01:55.056]You don't want no drama with the blonde bomber [01:57.486]Original Don Dada of the blonde bottle [02:00.020]The model from White America [02:01.456]Then Joe, the spokesperson for the Latino [02:04.199]Then we got Mase back to re-per-e-sent [02:06.628]E-ver-y-thing else in between [02:07.647]Including the percentages of the rest we don't [02:09.345]The best from each coast, the midwest to the dirty-dirty [02:13.159]Even further to Miami, all the way back to Californ-i-a [02:16.895]It'd probably be best right now if I warn Dre [02:19.376]To get on the horn and tell 'im about the storm coming all our way [02:22.485]So tell a pal, grab a gal right now, get on the floor while I wait [02:25.698]Shake that ass a little more my way, but baby, I don't dance [02:28.859]Not that I can't, there's a pistol in my pants [02:30.635]Come on [02:31.157]Said my *****s don't dance [02:32.098]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [02:35.755]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back, come on [02:40.718]Said my *****s don't dance [02:42.181]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [02:45.864]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [02:50.932]No Judas or cowardice or Cain's brother [02:54.119]Abel is able to stop me, *****, not me! [02:56.522]Got the streets asking "Damn, who can top P?" [02:59.030]Summer Jam? Killed it, man, they did it all with one beat [03:01.721]I guess I'm bi-coastal now [03:03.628]Took a down south brother to bring your boy out (What?!) [03:06.580]As the wheel keeps spinning [03:08.826]I can hear *****s thinking Crack got one hit, then he out [03:11.700]Nope! Joey bring them semi's out [03:14.181]Force you and yours to pour a little Henny out [03:16.793]So much rappers acting in the game [03:18.387]I had to tell them put the mic away [03:19.928]And run and get your Emmy's out [03:21.678]Lean back, mother****ers [03:24.029]This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker [03:26.694]It's Cook Coke Crack, preach it to ya, brother [03:29.071]The mic more rap and preach you mother****ers [03:31.579]Said my *****s don't dance [03:32.597]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [03:36.307]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [03:41.348]Said my *****s don't dance [03:42.707]We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway [03:46.390]Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [03:51.693]Said my *****s don't dance we just pull out our gats [03:54.540]And say blow your back away, **** ***** [03:56.735]Lean back, lean back [03:59.086]Lean back, lean back [04:01.646]I said my *****s don't dance we just pull out our gats [04:04.597]And say blow your back away, ***** ***** [04:06.818]Lean back, lean back [04:09.247]Lean back, lean back [04:11.833]HEY!
