Lyrics:
'cause my name is Mellie Mel."
Say what, why'all.
Say what.
To the DJ scratch, the metro match
'Cause we're comin' out fresh with a brand new
Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
We do we do, we do, we do, we do
So, so so so so fresh so, so so so so fresh
Yes, hah, ah
I remember her, she
(The Manager)
Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Yeah
I was just broke (broke)
I was just outside with
filet
I like my man grown, let me put it on your face (nasty)
He want me in his Wraith and want me in his place (facts)
By next week I can have the key
get back to what we call hip hop
And what it meant to DJ Scot La Rock
How many Mc's must get dissed
Before somebody says, "Don't fuck with Kris!"
comin up fresh
Ride wit' the realist ya feel me? So you should call me the best
I can look jazzy, act nasty wit' my stilleto hills on
But if a hoe say
Odell
I fuck with her
New sex appeal
Her pussy dripping
Bouta spilll
keep her
Cuz she'll do the nasty
Got her spinning cartwheel
Been fucked up
They like
taste
Pull out Abercrombie and fitch
She want a nigga with good taste
Breath so fresh like Colgate
It's a cold night, at the front gate
AJ1s by the front
the line
I’m buying drinks by the twos
Two for me and none for you
Just double fisting in the VIP
And to my surprise what do I see
A shawty on the dancefloor
Yessir uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh haha
Sick with it, six digit's, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent
Because we'll never be
Told by the old school
Sold the old rules
Tho' we're no fools
Downbeats down to earth
You down with me?
Clowning round
demeanor can't be shattered, I'm followed by the man
I follow through a fully-executed blueprint plan
I grab a crate for my DJ and work wit a can
I rock
bitch in this car, man
[ Willie D ]
Oh boy, that's misdemeanor shit
I'm on that other level
[ DJ REDDY RED ]
Fuck you mean by the other level shit, man?
[
purse like its hot, I'm pickin it up like its not
Stayin fresh in brand new clothes, sponsored by my brand new hoes
Keepin one on every block, she fuck up
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stayin' true
And it's a legend in H-Town like DJ Screw my candy
Yes my candy is so sweet
Fadin' niggas on these streets
People watch as I ride by
In
I’m a pioneer of hip hoppin, sucka eliminating
Dope beat dropping, never hesitating
Hands levitating to the mic control
By the son of Tomasa, though
jean
Fresh black .45 tool by the spleen
Yeah, who want to Abdul like Kareem?
I'm in the game of death, I'll cave your chest
Yo Scratch got the beat
they're normal people that love gossiping
Oh, they're business people trying to be interesting
Oh, they're ugly people sharing nasty feelings
OH, WHAT
productions! unk camp! dj unk!
tell um how to do it shawty!
[DJ UNK]
Catch da beat like me. Bounce ya body like dis. You can do it by ya'self. Go on and bounce
enough for u
sure excuse me, but i bet yesterday's dinner
was fine
oh, how can u be so nasty at that time
life could have more meaning
would be more fun
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Touching the money
I gotta grab it
Theme song by queen
We are the champions
Like my bitch nasty
Fuck me with
came thru wit a potna
Now they tryna get it on (Like that)
The big booty bitch went stupid
When the DJ was playin' this song
And they ain't gotta go home
(Mannie Fresh)
You need a hot one I got one
I take and bend
Shake it down
Break it down
With me and a friend
Biggity bout slide ride
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