[Chorus]   Now let me count it off 3x   Hey you, blow your whistle   Now let me count it off 3x   Hey you, blow your whistle   Now let me count it off 3x      [Verse 1 Ms. Jade]   I know it's rare, but niggas they feel me everywhere   I'm from the land of white tees, Vickie's and Roca-Wear   NY guys spit at cats, do-rags   Pop it in turn it up, bang my shit in they Jags   I got dem niggas in LA crip walkin' in the truck   Atlanta, down south bamma's, you know they get it crunk   Now I'ma float on, roll me somethin' to smoke on   You hope I go away, continue to get your hope on   Rap game, regardless I stack change   the same affect as the game   Ms. Jade is tha mutha-f-in' name   I got a L-O-C-K down the freeway, BK back up to Philly   Won't stop 'til they kill me    I get it done, rap chicks see me and run   Only mixin' coke with the rum   Ain't scared, niggas be bums   You wanna see me, beats fuck up ya hooptie   Suburbans, Benz or the two seats   Major numbers the first week      [Chorus]   Now let me count it off 3x   Hey you, blow your whistle   Now let me count it off 3x   Hey you, blow your whistle   Now let me count it off 3x      [Verse 2 Jay-Z]   Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now   Uh, come on if you comin', get down with it now   Yea, it's young Vitto, voice of the young people   Roc C-E-O, hot hits for the P-O