Song | Mystery Man |
Artist | DJ Jazzy Jeff |
Album | The Magnificent |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(feat. The Last Emperor) | |
Bounce wit me y'all (LE) | |
Bounce wit em y'all | |
Now check it | |
Who get it live when the party dies down | |
Mysterious man showing up in your town | |
Lyrics like lightning, vocals like thunder | |
Neighborhood success or the overnight wonder | |
Uh, precise on mics but nice with the toe-to-toe | |
A roll big flow, shows out in Kosovo | |
Between flows and chasing them hoes | |
I make the crowd get down like its supposed to go | |
Get down year round glad to see y'all came | |
In the summertime banging at the b-ball came | |
In the wintertime kickin rhymes up at my block | |
With an L in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate | |
A man for all seasons damn I'm raw even | |
We set the bar high everybody start reaching, cause . | |
[chorus] | |
Who said I couldn't get it down like this | |
Some tried to get it but they got it like this | |
Put you in a mix, get your body the twist | |
Its the mystery man, that the fans cant resist | |
Six sold M-K-T playin the corner | |
Ice cold Colt 45, not Corona | |
Get down see me on the prowl now I'm gonna | |
Holla at this fine young girl named Sherona | |
See, morons stalk, I walk right up on her | |
And make her heart race like the Dodge Daytona | |
Tired of the neighborhood guys "hey hold up" | |
How's she get that good lovin feeling when I show up | |
Down and ride wit me, don't forget me when you blow up | |
How you gonna walk away from this, sis slow up | |
The head games is over ma I'm for real | |
Your ain't Oprah and I'm not Dr.Phil | |
Despite your size and them serious thighs | |
The long eyelashes and mysterious eyes | |
It don't pay to stay away from mysterious guys | |
That get the girls on the floor and keep the party alive, cause yo .. | |
[Chorus x2] | |
Now if I wanted I could pump it in every club this week | |
But I pass cause it only adds to my mystique | |
If ya think that I'm weak then catch me out in the street | |
It aint nothing to show me homie man we got this heat | |
That nigga that got all y'all waitin | |
To get off the wall and get the bar room shakin | |
I came to but the party under a rest | |
And if they like it in the hood, let it pump in the jets | |
Mystery man, never take my mask off | |
But when it comes to the raps I can act y'all | |
Non-stop flow that might flood the dance hall | |
Peace I'm out, be easy I get at y'all | |
[DJ Jazzy Jeff scratchin] |
feat. The Last Emperor | |
Bounce wit me y' all LE | |
Bounce wit em y' all | |
Now check it | |
Who get it live when the party dies down | |
Mysterious man showing up in your town | |
Lyrics like lightning, vocals like thunder | |
Neighborhood success or the overnight wonder | |
Uh, precise on mics but nice with the toetotoe | |
A roll big flow, shows out in Kosovo | |
Between flows and chasing them hoes | |
I make the crowd get down like its supposed to go | |
Get down year round glad to see y' all came | |
In the summertime banging at the bball came | |
In the wintertime kickin rhymes up at my block | |
With an L in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate | |
A man for all seasons damn I' m raw even | |
We set the bar high everybody start reaching, cause. | |
chorus | |
Who said I couldn' t get it down like this | |
Some tried to get it but they got it like this | |
Put you in a mix, get your body the twist | |
Its the mystery man, that the fans cant resist | |
Six sold MKT playin the corner | |
Ice cold Colt 45, not Corona | |
Get down see me on the prowl now I' m gonna | |
Holla at this fine young girl named Sherona | |
See, morons stalk, I walk right up on her | |
And make her heart race like the Dodge Daytona | |
Tired of the neighborhood guys " hey hold up" | |
How' s she get that good lovin feeling when I show up | |
Down and ride wit me, don' t forget me when you blow up | |
How you gonna walk away from this, sis slow up | |
The head games is over ma I' m for real | |
Your ain' t Oprah and I' m not Dr. Phil | |
Despite your size and them serious thighs | |
The long eyelashes and mysterious eyes | |
It don' t pay to stay away from mysterious guys | |
That get the girls on the floor and keep the party alive, cause yo.. | |
Chorus x2 | |
Now if I wanted I could pump it in every club this week | |
But I pass cause it only adds to my mystique | |
If ya think that I' m weak then catch me out in the street | |
It aint nothing to show me homie man we got this heat | |
That nigga that got all y' all waitin | |
To get off the wall and get the bar room shakin | |
I came to but the party under a rest | |
And if they like it in the hood, let it pump in the jets | |
Mystery man, never take my mask off | |
But when it comes to the raps I can act y' all | |
Nonstop flow that might flood the dance hall | |
Peace I' m out, be easy I get at y' all | |
DJ Jazzy Jeff scratchin |
feat. The Last Emperor | |
Bounce wit me y' all LE | |
Bounce wit em y' all | |
Now check it | |
Who get it live when the party dies down | |
Mysterious man showing up in your town | |
Lyrics like lightning, vocals like thunder | |
Neighborhood success or the overnight wonder | |
Uh, precise on mics but nice with the toetotoe | |
A roll big flow, shows out in Kosovo | |
Between flows and chasing them hoes | |
I make the crowd get down like its supposed to go | |
Get down year round glad to see y' all came | |
In the summertime banging at the bball came | |
In the wintertime kickin rhymes up at my block | |
With an L in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate | |
A man for all seasons damn I' m raw even | |
We set the bar high everybody start reaching, cause. | |
chorus | |
Who said I couldn' t get it down like this | |
Some tried to get it but they got it like this | |
Put you in a mix, get your body the twist | |
Its the mystery man, that the fans cant resist | |
Six sold MKT playin the corner | |
Ice cold Colt 45, not Corona | |
Get down see me on the prowl now I' m gonna | |
Holla at this fine young girl named Sherona | |
See, morons stalk, I walk right up on her | |
And make her heart race like the Dodge Daytona | |
Tired of the neighborhood guys " hey hold up" | |
How' s she get that good lovin feeling when I show up | |
Down and ride wit me, don' t forget me when you blow up | |
How you gonna walk away from this, sis slow up | |
The head games is over ma I' m for real | |
Your ain' t Oprah and I' m not Dr. Phil | |
Despite your size and them serious thighs | |
The long eyelashes and mysterious eyes | |
It don' t pay to stay away from mysterious guys | |
That get the girls on the floor and keep the party alive, cause yo.. | |
Chorus x2 | |
Now if I wanted I could pump it in every club this week | |
But I pass cause it only adds to my mystique | |
If ya think that I' m weak then catch me out in the street | |
It aint nothing to show me homie man we got this heat | |
That nigga that got all y' all waitin | |
To get off the wall and get the bar room shakin | |
I came to but the party under a rest | |
And if they like it in the hood, let it pump in the jets | |
Mystery man, never take my mask off | |
But when it comes to the raps I can act y' all | |
Nonstop flow that might flood the dance hall | |
Peace I' m out, be easy I get at y' all | |
DJ Jazzy Jeff scratchin |