MC Lyte - In my business Lyrics
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- In my business Lyrics
Album: Seven & Seven [Intro] Hehah yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...come on [Chorus] I can't make a mistake Missing the dancefloor shake I gotta get to the floor I gotta get to the floor (2x) [MC Lyte] Romancing in the dark I spark the light It's allright tonight I gotta get the mic As I smoke the crowd I spike red eye Crippin' them Heinekens they don't know where they been Baby got backseat rollin' like Tandy But you look for good luck, swing in the Expo G I mean no harm, but that lucky jog You need to ditch it quik, get with the Brooklyn bomb I be, we be, pumpin' the spot G Wherever we be, we hit directly It's been so long, we gotta get it on To this song, my song, now sing along come on [Chorus] [MC Lyte] Come here, let's rap 'n taste a little Floor's too high, not to jiggle in the middle of tender ?? Celphone, all chrome, ???, come home we double chrome But I can't make a mistake, hmmm Leave the dancefloor now (uhn uhn, no no) I'm on this somethin', he bubble in the sugar baby Shoulda, woulda, coulda, that ain't need baby When I step into ya Miss Rock-y (?) frame I change the game, it'll never look the same Upstructed, abstracted, my tactic, fantastic It's been so long, we gotta get it on To this song, my song, now sing along come on I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake [Chorus] [MC Lyte] Yeah...here he come, lookin' like he 21 Knowing damn well, he too could get done But he got a partner, and that ain't too hard to fix Once I slide up in the mix Suggin' it baby, from right to left Jigged out, gotta pick ya out from what's left It's no mistery, the way ya humpin' and bumpin' No what you comin' home with me? I'm-gon'-get-some-satisfaction The way you comin' at me with the action You betta know it, when ya dealing with the poet Whatever crap you got, you betta show it It's been so long, we gotta get it on To this song, my song, now sing along come on I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake [Chorus]
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