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by MC Lyte feat Xscape
1996 - Rap
Lyrics by: Jermaine Dupri, MC Lyte
# Debut Chart
3 Mar '96 R&B
10 Mar '96 Hot 100


B-boy, where the fuck you at I've been looking for your ass since a quarter past Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper Before I make you suffer, that's when you had enough Can I get hot when you hit the jack pot Surely I can if you're the man I get luscio n' produce lots of amounts of juice Can you get used to that or do you need a boost Of energy to enter me and get it on You're getting warm I can feel you getting closer Now baby down, that's my mosser You better believe It's time to get the toast of the woman of the decade Too bad to be played, get vexing I'm bound to throw shades all over your body Whose body, your body I can rock a party like nobody Leave in time and take home the loot Choosy about who I let knock my boot Now let me take a sight to your love in a light Life ain't all that unless you're doing it right

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Keep on keep-keepin' on 'Cause you came and you changed my world Your loves so brand new Keep on keep-keepin' on Doing it right right right Beware of the stare when I step in the piece I'm coming peace, but I got shit in need to be released Now who from the chosen shall I choose Yeah, now you wish you was in his shoes I found me a new nigger this year That knows how to handle this here Now I look forward to going home at night Brother does me right under the candlelight Racks upon my back, can I handle all of that Oh yes, I can, can I, why not If I wanna, yes I can can More honey than a Bumble bee-hop Pulling sixty nine ways out my o-cop Sweet like liquor and sugar from my burger Juicy like Hassey or Vernassee I got the shit to make your ass right at back, check 'Cause like I said I ain't afraid of the sweat Beat on my drum if you feel the need to As I proceed to open up and feed you I got along and I put you way you wanna be Ven aqui and I get rid of all company Many have tried to strict regulations Lazy motherfucker get put on probation Those that didn't perform well, they gets no ends When they ringa-ring my bell You're playing with my time Trying to jerk me, hurt me then desert me You better work me while you got the opportunity To be in the mist of the L-Y-T-E Only the strong survive, only the wise excel Went sad bummer born in hell Only the lonely die slowly Left all alone trying to control me Eazy-duz-it never asked how was it Never speak my info of my sheet in the street 'Cause that ain't cool and that ain't cute To talk about who knocked a boot on a video shoot But it's all good though You gotta get it when you're born inside You pray, make your moving Hype up on it, it's natural Never be ashamed, fuck the fame Get the name and kick the game


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