[Intro: Ma$e]
I'm in party mode now, uhh, you don't stop
C'mon, with the, with the, c'mon
D-Dot, c'mon
[Chorus: Ma$e]
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
[Verse 1: Twice Thou]
Yeah, two thous', new styles, fly as fuck for days
Fry chocolate thai, high as shit for days
Benz 6, V-12, 19's for shoes
Men stick with a team known to squeeze the uz'
Cute girls, jewels, whirlpools and champagne
I ran game, Made Men's on they brain
Aficionado, cigars and Henny bottles
Frijole corazon gatos with hot Glocks though
Twist you like a braid, canary glaze that's made
Baguettes don't shine? Then get it appraised
Perform for MCs with Bentleys and M3s
Burn bomb trees with mamis, sit under palm trees
[Verse 2: Cardan]
Some niggas talk like P Cardy, won't grab three shotties
Let off three bodies, platinum three parties
I move quicker than half of the niggas that's witcha and
Move swifter than cats who Jack the Ripper so
When I say check this, respect this
If you ain't with me and Made Men, get off the guestlist
You see I'm from a place where it's nothing but beats
Nothing but cee-lo where pushers pay the dice off defeat
I got the Rove' out the shop, take the Chrysler off the street
Too much light and too much heat, pick a fight with these freaks
Got a hundred Harlem brothers that'll daze y'all crew
But this is the remix to the déjà vu
[Chorus: Ma$e]
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
[Verse 3: Mr. Gzus]
Je-sus with Mase, pass hay, watch us blaze it up
If you don't give a fuck, take your hands and raise em up
It's the knock-right, hit from D-Dot got
Everybody bouncin, steamin up ounces
Ain't no beef, just liquor, and reefer that's cheap
It's cheat or defeat, your girl is quicker to leave
I wanna know can she do dat—if it's you, true dat
Meet me in the back after this track
International, money magnificence
To go against this, I think you know the consequence
I rock Kangols, my link dangles
Got more Cash than Tango, from my mad flows, you know?
[Verse 4: Big Pun]
Yo, yo, yo
Hey yo my shit is fatal, one blow, I make your chin to-ma-to
Don't make me run up in your crib and kill what's in the cradle
I'll make you wish you was dead, push a brick through your head
Rush my clique through your set, suck my dick, lick it yeah
You the worst I ever heard, cursed with severed nerves
And my words to every verse like feathers to a bird
Rhyme compatible, my nine'll rip the spine outta you
Why should I battle you? You couldn't define one parable
I'm thug animal, Hannibal Lect', real cannibal
Eating that ass like fire and gas, my shit's flammable
Frightening in fact, you know niggas is biting my raps
Writing exactly the same like they reciting my back
Niggas carbon copies, always mocking my shit
But can't nobody stop me, get up on top of me dick
It's about to get thick, and I ain't with getting caged in
But I'm a Made Man so I'll be ought by the A.M. -- what?
[Chorus: Ma$e]
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
I'm in party mode now, uhh, you don't stop
C'mon, with the, with the, c'mon
D-Dot, c'mon
[Chorus: Ma$e]
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
[Verse 1: Twice Thou]
Yeah, two thous', new styles, fly as fuck for days
Fry chocolate thai, high as shit for days
Benz 6, V-12, 19's for shoes
Men stick with a team known to squeeze the uz'
Cute girls, jewels, whirlpools and champagne
I ran game, Made Men's on they brain
Aficionado, cigars and Henny bottles
Frijole corazon gatos with hot Glocks though
Twist you like a braid, canary glaze that's made
Baguettes don't shine? Then get it appraised
Perform for MCs with Bentleys and M3s
Burn bomb trees with mamis, sit under palm trees
[Verse 2: Cardan]
Some niggas talk like P Cardy, won't grab three shotties
Let off three bodies, platinum three parties
I move quicker than half of the niggas that's witcha and
Move swifter than cats who Jack the Ripper so
When I say check this, respect this
If you ain't with me and Made Men, get off the guestlist
You see I'm from a place where it's nothing but beats
Nothing but cee-lo where pushers pay the dice off defeat
I got the Rove' out the shop, take the Chrysler off the street
Too much light and too much heat, pick a fight with these freaks
Got a hundred Harlem brothers that'll daze y'all crew
But this is the remix to the déjà vu
[Chorus: Ma$e]
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
[Verse 3: Mr. Gzus]
Je-sus with Mase, pass hay, watch us blaze it up
If you don't give a fuck, take your hands and raise em up
It's the knock-right, hit from D-Dot got
Everybody bouncin, steamin up ounces
Ain't no beef, just liquor, and reefer that's cheap
It's cheat or defeat, your girl is quicker to leave
I wanna know can she do dat—if it's you, true dat
Meet me in the back after this track
International, money magnificence
To go against this, I think you know the consequence
I rock Kangols, my link dangles
Got more Cash than Tango, from my mad flows, you know?
[Verse 4: Big Pun]
Yo, yo, yo
Hey yo my shit is fatal, one blow, I make your chin to-ma-to
Don't make me run up in your crib and kill what's in the cradle
I'll make you wish you was dead, push a brick through your head
Rush my clique through your set, suck my dick, lick it yeah
You the worst I ever heard, cursed with severed nerves
And my words to every verse like feathers to a bird
Rhyme compatible, my nine'll rip the spine outta you
Why should I battle you? You couldn't define one parable
I'm thug animal, Hannibal Lect', real cannibal
Eating that ass like fire and gas, my shit's flammable
Frightening in fact, you know niggas is biting my raps
Writing exactly the same like they reciting my back
Niggas carbon copies, always mocking my shit
But can't nobody stop me, get up on top of me dick
It's about to get thick, and I ain't with getting caged in
But I'm a Made Man so I'll be ought by the A.M. -- what?
[Chorus: Ma$e]
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones the ladies love to touch)
Is it true? (Y'all be wilin' in the club too much)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
Is it you? (Y'all the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is… it… you? (Made Men, Made Men, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Is it you or is it déjà vu?
( Made Men )
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