Jay-Z & R. Kelly Stop lyrics

Yo, Duro, tell Rob to hurry up back in the booth
Man we got the Track joint
Yo, this tone the referee, while I got your attention
I gotta say we set out to bring you the best possible heat
For your two step, me, Jigga and Kells
You know, so y'all just enjoy, aight?
Yo, Rob you there? Yeah, your mic sound nice, uh-huh uh-huh, hey
You first to blow, yeah, aight, you ready to blow uh-huh, aight, let's go

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Tone and Poke blow the motherfuckin' speakers

Yellow bottles, get two models
Thugs at Apollo's, niggaz wanna follow
I'm about to show you, how wild it gets
That nigga Hov' is the craziest
Back at the club 'bout a quarter to six
With a bottle in my hand yellin' "Bitch, I'm rich"
Yeah, y'all niggaz see me, I can't believe it
You tryin' to front like you don't want it

Tony's on the drop, blue and yellow rocks
He keep yellin' stop, Sisqo's album flopped
What you wanna do, if you drinkin'

I'm hangin' out with you, five, four, three, two, one
Hang on y'all, let's have some fun

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop

It's Young, uh, Mack alone, I'm back in the zone
I'm out they way, still these rappers won't leave me alone
I could give a fuck what these rappers sayin' 'bout me
That just let's me know, they can't go a day without me
Scared of me succeeding, that's the reason you doubt me
'Cuz if you ain't believe me, you wouldn't be thinkin' 'bout me
Sorta how like you, never crossed my mind
Until you crossed the line, stop

Then I gotta come across a rhyme
To let the world know you come across a mine
I do somersaults with lines, when someone insults my climb
From Marcy to party, where you soakin' up Blue Nine

Prude, am I, got a du-lema, I'm a dude from the hood
Who loves jewels, who am I?
You where placed in the same shoes, size 10/5
With a sick view, of the place you grew, dude

Can I live, what I did, for this whole rap circus
I open up more doors for y'all fuckers than car service
Ya'll nervous, I ain't back yet
I'm on extended vaca', I ain't unpack yet, stop worrying

Five, four, three, two, one
C'mon now, let's have some fun

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Shit, she back with the nigga s dot

Uh-oh, somebody better tell this broad
I'm a nine year veteran, I'm back with my brethren
I swear to God, it feel like '96 again
Bitches snatchin' bags, see, they fuckin' with my shit again
We 'bout to let them hammers pop
In the 'Stuy, dudes, callin' you a problem, Fox
I got the Automore Pierre watch
Butterscotch, GT, good toe on, three eight cock

Ya'll ain't see this much love since they cried for 'Pac
Since Big passed, or since Jay passed the Roc
I'm in a clearport, full length mink in a G4
Fuck, I'm lookin' like rhyming for a hundred G's, for?
No, I don't talk to media guys
I don't chatter with the press, ain't no question whose the best
Shawn and Kelly, Fox, best of both worlds, I see y'all
Aiyo, Kel, nigga, holler at your peoples

Five, four, three, two, one
C'mon ya'll, let's have some fun

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Tone and Poke blow the motherfuckin' speakers