Mardi Gras (The Remix) - Joe Budden

It's getting close to the dawn So many people had too much fun I'm talking 'bout us girl Don't you let this memory go Cause you know it's something we both need And when your head was on my shoulder I could see it all so clear Just like some gypsy from my childhood years And I could go on telling you It's so warm to have you here But I was just wondering what's it gonna be After the Mardi Gras? And I fan those flames I could see my life to come But you not before my eyes Oh Lord, how long must I carry on Before I let you slip away And I can feel it getting colder And I wanna hold you near But I'm afraid of what you are to me And everything you said tonight It's all that I can hear Don't leave me standing here on Bourbon Street After the Mardi Gras Today your head was on my shoulder I could see it all so clear Just like some gypsy from my childhood years And I could go on telling you It's so good to have you here But I was just wondering what's it gonna be After the Mardi Gras? What's it gonna be after the Mardi Gras?

C'mon take me to the Mardi Gras Where the people sing and play Where the dancing is elite And there's music in the street, both night and day Hurry take me to the Mardi Gras In the city of my dreams You can legalize your lows You can wear your summer clothes, in the New Orleans And I will lay my burden down Rest my head upon that shore And when I wear that starry crown I won't be wanting anymore, wuuh Take your burdens to the Mardi Gras Let the music wash your soul (Let it wash your soul) You can mingle in the street You can jingle to the beat of Jelly Roll, wuh Toomba, toomba, toomba, Mardi Gras Toomba, toomba, toomba, deh Deh ih eh eh deh, deh eh eh eh eh Eh eh ih eh eh eh

AJ, Jersey City, ah About the city y'alls No one to put on top y'alls Just blaze Breakin' one down, breakin' one down Break, let me see you shake to that bassline Who just came? Jump up easy and my dude just blaze Drop the beat like hey I've been waiting patient, you're achin', achin' heart it can't fade 'em Son I got the block on smash Both got ammo, and Glocks don't clash You can't handle, you don't pop your stash You can't come for it, that's not your asset You just part of a scam to butt Rap handle is back, cameras gon' clap like, mm-rap, mm-rap Y'all kitsch and no mat, dealing's truth enough To carry the weight, but you could hold that It's an old fact, get out my drip or owe Mac past the backline Hit it, go back (Pop off) We gon' keep this thing jumpin' (Pop off) We gon' keep the thing jumpin' (Pop off) Whenever we pullin' the stash up I'ma br-br-break that ass up (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it better (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it Kick that nigga, get that fool Kick that nigga, get that fool Move it one time, move it one time Come on make that ass shake, move it one time Break, we can shake, move it all in one time I'm only tryna call up one time Know the cops used to laugh when Short get knock-knock Blast a .4, anybody? I'm gettin' robbed, watchin' back and forth Baby don't be stingy, you're passing off Dudes don't let your ratchet off he won't do nothing bad He's gon' bag himself Still I like how you do that by me Stealin' up all, you not wifey I'm just tryna fool you to like me Like, oh snap, that's cool, you a Pisces I'm in the club, jewels on, full icy A fool wanna try me, I oozin' Versace (Pop off) We gon' keep this thing jumpin' (Pop off) We gon' keep the thing jumpin' (Pop off) Whenever we pullin' the stash up I'ma br-br-break that ass up (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it better (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it Kick that nigga, get that fool Kick that nigga, get that fool Breakin' one now, breakin' one now Let you nick mine, go and break it one time Baby gotta know that she wakin' up mine If she don't wanna come then she takin' up time Mama, ma you doin' that tone Ma your ass is doin' that room How you gon' squeeze all up in them jeans? How you gon' breeze right up to my team? How you gon' be in that, didn't expect We do not wanna be in that, how you gon' word that? 'Turb me, not tryna hurt, we stayin' We not tryna hear what she's sayin', she's playin', let it (Pop off) If he tryna holler at your piece then (Pop off) Let a dude holler at a piece then Come through, come drop, we jump off And dude, when a rock start poppin' the punk gon' play (Pop off) We gon' keep this thing jumpin' (Pop off) We gon' keep the thing jumpin' (Pop off) Whenever we pullin' the stash up I'ma br-br-break that ass up (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it better (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it Kick that nigga, get that fool Kick that nigga, get that fool