mother's at my door She said you shoulda been home at 11:30, she's at my door" Intro: Check it out party people in the house we wanna set the party
me (Down love, boogie down love) Cos a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do Set it off now And do your thing Bring me low And let the record spin
to the biggity buck The buck stops here clearly we running amuck But don't sweat my 'Little Red Corvette' Is keepin? us all set to jet when they ready
the Dec All over Zone Three and Zone Four Every set that you claim, I got a ho; you know She ready! Probably got more balls than you She ready! Hey,
cruise control, I got it set, From College Park, better early known as the DEC, All over Zone 3, an Zone 4, every set that you claim, I gotta ho, ya know, She ready
beggarman, thief Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim Get ready, I'm coming in So spin that wheel, cut that rack And
Dungeon Family You understandin' me? Act like you seen this We on the greenest, I mean this Whatever you feel gone, let it off We amped up and ready to set
don't like them old bitch ass niggas I don't like them bitch ass niggas either They better get tha fuck from 'round here Rattin' motherfucker Nigga, come on my set
A rip and dip A mild stare A slow sip Coronal Mass Infections And lizard-like whores are actually what killed all of the dinosaurs This late baking news makes your head spin
no one's ready to die So I'm a midnite spin spiritual practicin' Just to let you know that I've come back again So take a midnite spin, callin' you
your mother's at my door She said you shoulda been home at 11:30, she's at my door" Intro: Check it out party people in the house we wanna set the party
, but either way In the day, you still pray, any way you lay your head Super kinetic and magnetic, who ready to set it One with the sun, now tell my
get upset Now I'ma make my plan to get with it I'ma hit, and seek, and destroy it Now what could I really be sayin'? That all set aside, that I don'
At the sound of the tone, the time will be twelve A.M. Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite Point us to the center stage, I'll grab the first mic
Dip-Set, uh Jones, Capo Status Dip-Set nigga You know the streets is what it is nigga Watch ya step and watch ya moves Shit, make 'em believe in this
in plastic sucks, rip it to the nation, let it go what, what Bitch I would speak your mind, even if they offended you 'cous Ride off in the sun set,
ready, I just drop my new shit While niggaz is out buying new shoes and outfits Out to kick the full fledged double edged Slice the head, set the put
cut it and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute. put down that rag simpering