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Mc Lyte

Genres: Hip-Hop

Woo Woo (freak Out) Lyrics - Mc Lyte

Uh, yeah 

Uh, yeah 

 

Verse 1:MC Lyte 

Naughty but you like and nasty but you want it 

I'm the chick that never front it 

Picture that 

Me wearin a pager 

So you can be down my back 

It ain't happin jack 

Am I too fine? 

If so I can leave 

Have somewhere to go 

You better believe 

I keep a tight schedule 

Not many are blessed 

Still on a quest 

Not knowin I'm da best 

Causin a mess wherever I go 

They still want me there I'm the star of the show 

Your ride is sweet 

My ride is much sweeter 

Come take a ride with this senorita 

Theres more to me that the eye can't see 

But I'm twice as much as you'd thought I'd be 

When I hit da scene 

All better be where cause da party don't jump till I get there 

 

Chorus ( Nicci Gilbert ) 

 

Come on 

We're doin it everyday 

All night is how we like to play 

Feel the rhythm do what you want to do 

Kick back we're doin it at the woooooo 

 

Verse 2: MC Lyte 

 

You took to long to ask 

Now I don't know 

If you can hang wit my flow 

Keep it on da dlow I start da fire 

Watch it go down 

When it's time to put the flame out 

I put the juice down 

When you woo-woo 

So nasty it's sick Wanna know my tricks 

Studyin' me like a flick 

I'm the girl your mama warned you about at night 

Ask Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike 

I'm that candy girl 

I got da suga for your sweet toothe 

Comin in your crib in my birthday suit 

I'm that, bad habit you just can't shake 

What I want I take 

Some a y'all could relate 

Got the yab yum 

To get ya stuck like glue 

It ain't over to we all come through 

When I hit the scene 

All better be where cause da party don't jump til I get there 

 

Chorus x 2 

 

Verse 3: MC Lyte 

 

So you wanna be da tiger roaming through my woods huh 

Babe boy you gotta bring da goods 

Not just any penny 

Can get in my piggy 

Bently or empty you just can't tip me 

Lyte got, just what you like 

All up in your ear but I'm not like Mike 

Red Hot 

Be the brown chili peppa 

Y'all know my words 

Let's sing it together 

Light to infinite 

Like Dusk Til Dawn 

When I hit da scene 

All better beware cause da party don't ump da jump til I get there 

 

Chorus repeat til fades 

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