Dick On The Track

Lyrics

Hey there, Sup boo?
 Whats happenin?
 Come holla at me
 Naww come here, Yuh I got somthin for you
 Its gon make ya say Ungh
 I aint sayin nothin, Yall jus playin
 Comere, why you actin like that?
 Naw for real, come ere tho, Mmm hmmmm
 You got that fire
 Aint to fly, But When I jus walked by ya
 Hands at your side, Dont you know I aint your average buya
 I thought you live on the twelve-hundred block on Tecnuiqe
 By tha studio apartments, right off 70 street
 She said ya, How do you know that?
 I said you live next door to my friend
 Her name tazra
 She said, Oh you know tim?
 I said ya we use ta kick it man, What about it?
 She said no thats cool, Thats my girl
 Dont take it how it sounded
 She said you mean
 I said who told ya?
 me and you can make music, dats kinda what im hopin for
 movin like im automated
 what we bakin?
 mixin, blendin and twisted
 tha neighbors gonn be listenin
 She said Slow down baby, movin kinda swift
 Besides we just met I usually dont get down like this
 I said Dont even trip I got you!
 She said, You sure?
 I said Yup I got to!
 Put tha dick on tha track, and make em sang
 Put the needle to the grove x2
 Them otha niggaz aint gonna do what i do!
 When i hit ya with tha tenor
 Say sapreno
 When your moanin
 we aint gonna stop makin racket
 Till in the mornin
 I say baby kick it wit me all nite
 safe sex, like pot holder on my mic!
 Commin thru the woofer, In your speaker
 when we freakin, I can see you gettin hot
 why you weakinin? Climaxin
 While im rappin
 Whats my name, and who its for?
 dats what im askin
 spitin like wax
 all over 64 tracks
 remember shock ta knock you sax
 symbols, and high hats
 gettin nasty with the music
 to be funky like a bass line
 Disregard it and get ya good sing
 Aint no red lights, When i take mine
 Im havin sexual intercourse with the chorus
 screamin! hot vocals got your adlibs gettin hoarse
 sweatin the whole session, your circuits burnt
 She said baby dont beat it down no more
 Its just the second Verse!
 First time I laid eyes on ya I was like zaaam
 Tell me, girl where you goin? whats your name?
 she said Pam
 and I think its only better that you know who I am
 Im the man they make high, like the melophones in southern japan
 the way I work my aucustics, aint no comparin
 very rough and aggresive when i lay em
 Huffin and puffin, Right when I see em
 Ya breakin it down so scandalouz
 She got me thinkin, when else
 Im touchin ya like a massager
 Ill be bustin off soon as ya touch me in
 you can hear It through the soundproof booth
 Fuckin up the roof!
 Dont stop, she on top
 And im watchin em jiggle
 no more preachin and minglin
 She pregnant with my singer
 I dont be kissin and tellin
 But its gotta be told
 Now im 500 dollas short
 unless we got married, I wed till I was old
 To infinite, Im plannin our future
 Its jus gonn be me, you, nobody else, MIne and Mystikal Junior!
 How that feel?
 Com here, Take dem headphones off
 Turn around little baby
 I put tha dick on the track, ya feel me
 Its like when i get on the track
 I have sex with it, I make out with it
 We make woopie, we do the nasty
 Anyone wanna jus jump on and rush it?
 Im gonna spend time wit you
 I aint quitin halfway
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:34
Key
7
Tempo
92 BPM

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