[J] The sixty second assassin. [R] TrackMastahhhhhhhhhs. [J] Turn that music up!. [R] Rocklaaaaaaaaand. [R] Hovahhhhhhhhh. [J] Woo! Yes yes. [R. Kelly] + (Jay-Z). Somebody's girl is at this party (woo!). Shakin that ass to this (uh-huh). Somebody's girl is at this party (woo!). Drink that glass of Cris' (that's right). Somebody's girl is at this party (uh). Sittin in V.I.P.. Somebody's girl (yeah) is at this party (that's right). And she's comin home with me. [Jay-Z]. Ummmmmm.. I don't mean no harm. But your boy young Hov' got a mean ol' arm. Got all the young ladies wanna lean on him. And I don't turn them away I'm like - bring them on. Now - where's her man is not my concern. It's not what I'm worried about I'm just tryin to hurry her out. Clear her whole area out. And bring this whole party little nearer to my house. Now - where's her spouse? I don't know. So I don't ask I don't probe. I just - get in 6 get out on Rov'. Let her sip on Cris' go out on tours. Now - back at the lab I'm actin bad. Cause the pool is warm a booze is on. Just a - select few the fools are gone. It's slow jams and the grooves is on groove on. [Chorus: R. Kelly]. Somebody's girl is at this party. Shakin that ass to this. Somebody's girl is at this party. Drink that glass of Cris'. Somebody's girl is at this party. Sittin in V.I.P.. Somebody's girl is at this party. And she's comin home with me. [Jay-Z]. Uhh is it my fault they call me young heat rock. Hardhead go through walls like sheet rock. And she's comin with me when the beat stop. When the party is done I party with hon. Now - is it my fault you neglect your broad. and she wanna party with me no ex at all?. No ex-boyfriend no ex involved. Just the highway exit that we exit off. And I - fall back I let her talk. I inquire sometime I admire her mind. I - like her wit I'm lovin her shoes. I'm a alternative rap I'm playin the blues. I'm a thorough street nigga never breakin the rules. And her man's shortcomin is turnin me into somethin. that of which she has never seen. So she wanna crossover where the grass is green knahmean?. [Chorus]. [Jay-Z]. The moral of the story if you love your bitch. you better - hold your hoe hug your bitch. You better - slow your roll trick some bread. When she wanna go out you like Craig and 'em said. "See ya when I see ya" now she's callin me up. And I'm like "Geah of course I wanna chill". Now she with the real and you all fed. Like "I'ma crack her motherfuckin fo'head!".