Come On Baby
Saigon Feat. Jay-Z & Swizz Beatz Lyrics

Put your hands up
Signal to get ready for something big

Put your hands up
Signal to get ready for something big

Ladies and gentleman your now rockin' with the best
The best of the best are in the building

Just Blaze,
Acknowledging the presence of Just Blaze

Put your hands up Swizzy,
Swizz Beatz is in the building and it's time to get hyped

Put your hands up Diddy
Diddy is in the building and it's time to get hyped

One two three here we go
It's time to start the show

Microphone check one two what is this?
Check to see if the microphone is working

The Yardfather coming to give niggas the business
He's not messing around and he's here to take care of business

It's so beyond rap, cock sucker we live this
This is more than just rap, it's a way of life

So um, come on baby, come on, come on and witness
Inviting everyone to see what he's got in store

The next ten years of this shit, the slickness is deliberate
He's planning on staying in the game for a long time and his flow is too smooth to be an accident

Lyrically it's as sick as it get
His lyrics are the best in the game

I been in the pen, been in the jects, been in the inter taps
He's been through the worst of the worst

I been in the Benz, been in the Lex, been in the M.S.X.
He's also seen the best of the best

Yes, I run ringers around the fraudulent type
He's too smart for the fakes in the industry

Come here and I'll show you that I spit on just more then a mic
He's not just rapping, he's spitting pure fire

I make it hard for niggas to breathe, please
His bars are suffocating and he's not letting up

These wicked emcees squeeze
The competition is fierce, but he's always on top

Hammers like the Pampers used to squeeze, hit the D.T.
He's knocking out the competition like he's hitting them with hammers

I Mike Tyson ya eye, put a permanent ring around it
He's going to leave his mark on anyone who tries to step to him

Then go run in the booth and sing about it
He'll go into the studio and rap about his victories

Look, if I don't hurt the nigga that play with my wealth
Don't mess with his money, or else

I'm like me on Entourage god, I'm playing myself, let's go
He's not here to entertain anyone, he's here to win

[Chorus]
The chorus begins

Hold up, the pump will make you jump up
The guns are coming out and things are about to get real

Put ya body in the trunk
He's putting people in their place

(Don't you baby, don't you baby, don't ya baby)
He's not playing around

Keep goin' now
It's time to keep the energy up

New York, and all the way to Cali
His influence spans the entire country

And the South'll make ya jump
Even the people in the South can't resist his flow

(Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby)
He's commanding everyone to come with him on this journey

Don't touch the boy, yup
Don't mess with him or you'll regret it

Hold up, the pump will make ya jump up
He's still got some tricks up his sleeve

Put ya body in the trunk
He's not afraid to take out his enemies

(Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby)
He's not letting anyone hold him back

I'll whip ya ass from
He'll take care of business

New York, and all the way to Cali
His reach is far and wide

And the South'll make ya jump
Even the people in the South can't resist his flow

One two three we gone!
He's out

You ain't crazy, don't you play me, don't you know its Jay-Z
Jay-Z is here and he's not to be messed with

When internet ask you who's the best, why wont you say me?
He's confident that he's the best in the game

Don't you hate me, c'mon baby, was it all gravy
He's not trying to make enemies

I took my lumps comin' up just like a boxer baby
He's been through a lot to get where he is now

My first style may be if I stutter, maybe
He's come a long way from his early days

But then I slowed it down brought it from the gutter baby
Now he's refined his craft

Matterfact, I don't give a fuck what you rate me
He doesn't care what anyone thinks of him

Record labels told me, guess what the fuck that make me
He's not just successful, he's powerful

Super rich, stupid bitches know I'm super viscous
His wealth and success just add to his power

Like standin' over a wounded man with two biscuits
He's in control and he knows it

Lets get it clear like eucalyptus if you conflicted
He's setting the record straight

My flow is like the Cuban missile crisis
His flow is explosive

Nigga my hand missiles is priceless,
He's got a powerful arsenal at his disposal

I hide a couple rare jewels in a verse
He's got some hidden gems in his rhymes

For my niggas that like to listen like this
He's got some special rhymes for his true fans

Gotta let it do what it do baby
He's just letting his talent shine

[Chorus]
The chorus begins again

Four finger, three finger, two finger, one finger
He's counting down and gearing up for something big

Hum dinger, gun slinger, that's what I am
He's got the skills to take on anyone

Trying to get some cash in my hand as fast as I can
He's all about getting paid

So you should, come on baby, come on, come on and fuck wit' ya man
He's daring anyone to try and come at him

I got this rap shit down to a science
His skills are finely tuned

Alotta niggas shit is aight but they ain't fucking with Ryan
He's not just good, he's the best

First there was some defiance, until I formed an alliance
He had to fight his way to the top, but now he's got powerful friends

With Justin, he plugged me in, now I'm as hot as a fucking iron
He owes his success to his connections

You lying, all the gunplay talk
He's not buying into the hype of other rappers

Knowing behind closed doors you be practicing on ya runway walk
Other rappers are more interested in their image than their craft

I been in the kill, been in the cap, been in the box and back
He's been through some tough times, but he's always bounced back

I been in the 'ville, tripping the gat, trimming a boxing match
He's been all over and seen it all

And I still walk around this fucker with not a scratch
He's battle-tested and still standing

And that's way more then I can say for a lot of cats
His success is a testament to his skill and perseverance

My name's Saigon nigga
He's making sure everyone knows who he is

Break bread mu'fucka' 'fore I break ya fucking head lil' sucka'
He's not asking for much, just some respect

[Chorus]
The chorus begins for a final time