S I know you like it mama just say yes And if you didn't know now you know I'm a pro I can go on and on and on C to H to the R I S I know you like it
had was my underwear on to keep my warm And to top the night off, I had to break in my place Because my keys were on pants back on Sheila's book case
don't go Welcome, welcome, into my territory Everbody get on up, and get busy for me Heads are boppin hard and fast And now I'm getting' sued 'cause my groove
' is that I wanna smack it all night long On and on until the early morn' Givin' up all U need so U can get your groove on And as long as I got your
is Prince My name is Prince My name is Prince My name is Prince My name is Prince My name is Prince My name is Prince My name is Prince My name is Prince
won't get rest nah you can not sleep on this For I make noise, see But anyway, I It's where I live and though therefore I pray with hay I live on nonetheless
get high to get high New York City might be the place to be If your game is tight and if your green takes flight Take another chance on the place that don't sleep Creep on
Slip and clip your flat top to ceasar Ease your ego, I go toe to toe Throw my voice like I throw my yo-yo And ho ho ho, on the mic is life support And
[Mr. Bones] Get down! Nod your head to my house fit The groove is so funky you gotta jump out ya seat Throw ya hands in the air Cause I'm getting jealous
on the back, behind the Cool without the A-Y I love to ride the groove because the groove is smooth It makes me move and I'll improve As it goes on, as it flows on
pitty-pat Dogg in this mother***, yeah, I get the kitty-kat Swervin' on the one-ten, blowin' on some herb One hand on the steerin' wheel, the other
fans all I got is cool shoes. Spit fire like the nigga name mushoe. Old school got the motorola without the bluetooth. Packed up on groove sex on your on move. Let me get
in it Fakin' and flakin' it child, you're sadly mistakin' 'Cause who's a rapper here that Kane rip on the mic And start flowin', yo yo yo, where you goin
's fear Rappers get so damn pussy they gotta go for a pap smear So Shyheim, if your down with the groove Get on the mic it's time to show and prove Yo, yo
Yeah, turn it up though Yeah, come on, anyway yeah One, two, whatcha gonna do? Two, three, whatchas gonna be? Come on now, come on now, yeah, yeah Yo
I get through, you say,"Aww, hell man" Styles that I free won't, stop 'til the end Paper I go on and go on with the pen Get a max of funk, attack or sunk
on everybody let's baseball Come on everybody do the baseball Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on everybody let's baseball Come on everybody let's baseball Come on
new york (Oh yeah) Bibiri jo, jo, jo Ani shinco bose (Oh shit) Hora mite prince paul, maseo Pos ni dove mo iru jan yo Eigo de nandaka itteru yo (Naanuu