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Mr. Cheeks F/ Missy Elliot, P. Diddy, Petey Pablo Lights, Camera, Action (Remix) Here are the song lyrics for Lights, Camera, Action (Remix) by Mr. Cheeks F/ Missy Elliot, P. Diddy, Petey Pablo. For more excellent Mr. Cheeks F/ Missy Elliot, P. Diddy, Petey Pablo lyrics, run a search! (Missy Elliot) [P. Diddy] Yeah Watch out Big dogg [this is the remix] Big dogg [This is the remix] (Missy Elliot) Remix (ohhhhhhhhhhh!) When I come through the door I'm on the floor You wanna see my ass shake yeah Remix (ohhhhhhhhhhh!) And when I move it around You in the corner like DANG how she do that there? Remix (ohhhhhhhhhhh!) It's the beat in the mean time See I'm a crime, I keep the crowd jumpin' Remix (ohhhhhhhhhhh!) It's the haters that hate the game, and talkin loud You aint sayin nothin! Remix (Uh!) Mr. Cheeks big dogg My boys, they put it heavy on the trissat Remix (ohhhhhhhhhhh!) High hats, baseline (bom, bom, bom, bom blat, blat get at!) Remix (ohhhhhhhhhhh!) It's the remix (goddamn) It don't get no better Remix (Uh!) Y'all suckers and busters bein fly too Q you better get up! Uh! (Chorus) (Mr. Cheeks) Shorty Turn it around, let me see somethin Come with me, and there really gonna be somethin I'm talkin lights, camera, action Have me sayin' "I'm sorry Ms. Jackson" Turn it around, let me see somethin Come with me, and there really gonna be somethin I'm talkin lights, camera, action Have me saying "I'm sorry Ms. Jackson" (P. Diddy) It's time for some action Camera's flashin Everywhere, main attraction They react like I'm one of the Jacksons I guess it's just my name that attracts them Remix World famous PD I moved in, I live on TV (Remix) And I stay on your radio stations Cuz I'm placed in heavy rotation Remix Now let's shake to this How much more can you make to this (Wooo hoooo!) I like the sound of that Tell the bartender to send another round to that Remix I don't know where they found you at Just keep movin round like that Take it to the ground and back Oh! She's serious Now turn around one time I'm curious Yeah, thisistheremix Yeah (Chorus) (Mr. Cheeks) Remix (Yo!) I'm that nigga that come through with the crew hit the bar start to roll shit Remix (Yo!) I bet when the world get a load of this here they be like "oh shit!" Remix (Yeah) The type of joint that make a nigga take a chick back to the tele-kere Remix (Oh!) Big things Mr. Cheeks, P. Diddy, and Missy Elliot Remix (Yo!) I got my bottle of Mo My double shot of Jack and I play the background Remix (Yo!) Until I see something Now I'm really wantin And I go and lay my mack down Remix (Oh!) The dance floor's packed We on the tables, and we bounce on the seats too Now you understand work, big niggas, and hot ass lyrics and beats too (GOOOODAMN!) Thane on the track with Mr. Cheeks And the m-to the s-I-e- Spittin shit in cambridge Around 60 degrees, in Carolina Mr. Petey, Petey, take your shirt off Spin it one time for me SAYY HHHOOOWWWW Get your freak on In the remix In the V, Philly or The City Love those who got love for me Hold those who be holdin me Ddddddown all the way down to the ggggground with me (YESSSIR!) Hit the bar, next round on me Get drunk, get y'all loose Anybody see gon be P Petey Pab on the star in the Ms. Jackson beat (DAMN!) Got the whole club with me (DAMN!) Shorty with you I'd miss jack the freak Stick your tongue out (EWWWWWW!) In here
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