Ma$e - Do You Remember lyrics

shake the world oh oh...yeah yeah..hands in the sky now put em up high oh oh...yeah yeah...hands in the sky (come on give me a reason why) now put em up high If its your thing that aint workin then you improvise Why its me you hate? thats genocide. Everytime im in a vibe its me they criticize. But every time they in a ride its my song they memorize. The richer get richer the poorer get poorer See im here to save the city like sadom and gamora. I got an order i'm awaitin' from the 404 My aura's not the tora, plus i'm jazzy like Nora. See my code they call my wodie and dont even know me I been around the world man without a roadie. See i'm cla**ic like a oldie save the game like a goalie. I got my rolly holy, so you can call my holy rolly You dont know what yo in fo' dont do no indo. im not tintin' my windows. i'm not duckin' no bimbos. I'm saying N O to the Nymphos. You got somethin to say? then send your memo (chorus:) Do you remeber how I used to be? Back in 96' when i made you move yo feet' the feelings back so get up out yo seat Let's do it again and again and again (repeat chorus) (Cardan) Now it was this bounce that opened up the swiss account. If you get this you guaranteed for this amount now can we pause for a minute, honor the all authentic see i aint said a word and ya'll already in it see money is my linen, i get long as they print it I tell ya that far invest in NASCAR I leave the street smokin like brand new black tar. Girls....put stickys every where my a** are Silver horsie on the back cause this a fast car day Yellow ice on Sunday, pink on a Monday, white ice six flags family on a fun day. Dont know much about a Hyundai If you want to come stay we kick it, E-Ticket, make mine a one way Now what they gon say? I dont need it? To really tell the truth man their life is defeated They quite concieted, they rockin' all that ice thats treated I wrote a book about it, would you like to read it? huh huh huh huh? (chorus) oh oh...yeah yeah..hands in the sky now put em up high oh oh...yeah yeah...hands in the sky now put em up high Mase: Engine in the back, no roof top feet on gas, with no need fo cash ooh ooh ooh, trunk in the front I make a million in a month like pumps in a bump You know mason be that very fellow dipped in canary yellow hand so heavy that its hard to say hello I'm somethin you gotta have like strawberry jello Same j**lery in the hood cause i aint scared of the ghetto (you know it) (chorus) oh oh...yeah yeah..hands in the sky now put em up high oh oh...yeah yeah...hands in the sky now put em up high