[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!"    [Chorus]