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[Produced by Khrysis] [Verse 1: Add-2] Add-2 and I come straight from the ‘Go And this verse is like a welcome mat, I put you on the floor I could fill the world up twice with all the things that you don’t know Yo, do you give them receipts for every time you sell your soul? Please don’t get offended by the questions that I ask See through my competition so I shatter them like glass Have a seat inside my chambers I hope you don’t mind the gas Death is just a test it’s only right I let them pass away Cookin’ food for thought, the similes I make I be cookin’ food for thought like Tariq when he need a plate And this food is from the soul, this is some high stakes And the stakes is high like De La, Posdnuos, Dave and Maseo Yo, watch her drop it like a maiden name Don’t put me on the track your legs ain’t fit to run that race And I’m feelin’ like a mover, I will put you in your place One time for Sonny Cheeba, two times for Geechi Suede [Hook] Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now [Verse 2: Add-2] You see I’m doper than the stuff that’s in your pockets, pipe or pedalin' R-r-r-r-rock it, all you rappers out your element Earth, wind and fire: Kwame, Linka, Wheeler Earth, Wind and Fire: Maurice, Verdine, Philip Homie you can call the cops, hot just like a boilin’ pot Watch the people transform when we roll out like the Autobots Wouldn’t wanna be y’all, yea we gotta leave y'all Fans stay down like a fat man on a see-saw All these rappers sick, then I guess I’d be the antidote You don’t have the ammo homie, what the hell you plannin’ for? I do just what I want plus everything you can’t Girl your face aight but tell that ass I’m a fan Spit that heat when I’m on that beat Watch your step, better watch your feet Get up out my seat, get up out my reach Get up out my league cause I’m ‘bout to teach When I wild out cause you find out I’m a beast Throw a towel out, better bow down cause you see Cause it’s mine now, put a sign out, when you foul out Call time out t-t-t-t- [Hook] Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now [Verse 3: Rapsody] Queen Rap, should be flyin’ off the racks They ain’t give interest before so I just go up on the tax Small percentage of niggas who can rap the way I rap Numbers don’t lie and that’s the number one fact there Riley Curry the game, I’m not amused by your questionnaries My blessings way up there aimin’ for a two-peat Ask me for a feature every beat’ll get a two-piece Like ridin’ shotgun, um hmm, that’s a two piece Double entendre, queen of these streets Every rewind you’ll find a new piece, brand, brand new piece, uh Queen Rap, if they askin’ what my name is It ain’t Em but start with M, I got ‘em danglin’ by they anklets Marlanna what the fam call me cause Rapsody bow famous But you could call me sister cause we ain’t gotta be strangers The world might be messed up but I ain’t gon’ let it change me Add-2 from Jamla, Add-2 that’s two you just can’t hang with Play [Hook] Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now Stop (what you doin’ now?) Play (what we doin’ now?) Rewind (rewind) Bring it back now [Outro] Playin’ that’s my car, chose a pimp’s Cadillac Imagination changin’ the reality we at You can try to drive far til your car get a flat But everybody knows that you’ll be right back