2nd II None - Mystic lyrics
[2nd II None - Mystic lyrics]
She was a pretty young girl who was mystic
I was turned on by the flavor of her lipstick
Talkin’ ‘bout how she like to
Hang with the crew
Nobody really knew her but they
Knew what she could do
‘Cause when it comes to mystic
It seems there’s only few
Then I kinda figured she was
Giving up the play
But baby girl kept staring at my nigga K
I really didn’t wanna throw
My street doggin’ mack
‘Cause baby girl was all that
Up until the day that I met her
She’s draped in gold, tight pants
And I really didn’t let her
Get to me, or even try to do me
She’s huggin’ on me tight and
She’s actin’ like a groupie
Snatched her backstage ‘cause a
Nigga wanted to rip
I’m sippin’ on her B’s while
This freak licked my lip
I serve it to her proper
On the dressing room floor
And after that, I never seen her no more
Yo K, tell ‘em what you went through
Smooth and warm is what I
Expected when I looked
Saw nothing but hoochies but then
One look got me hooked
By this girl, saw nothing
Wrong with her face, saw the body
Mysteriously, she stood out from the
Rest of the party damn, now what was it? I
Just couldn’t touch it
I had to find out so I smooth had to rush it
Dapped up names with each other
She let me touch her
The next move, headed straight for the covers
Now, ooh, on those hips, I was grippin’
We fell asleep when I finished up rippin’
The next day, called D, and we was trippin’
Come to find out that D had been dippin’
So we schemed up a plan since
We both got our rip on
Let’s double team the hoe
And both get our trick on
‘Cause she smooth played herself sick
Now every hole in her body was
Getting entered by a dick
Yeah, that’s how it went, ha
All over a girl named Mystic
Can’t fade it
2nd I I None in the house, gettin’ busy
For the ’91 and the ’92, we out
I was turned on by the flavor of her lipstick
Talkin’ ‘bout how she like to
Hang with the crew
Nobody really knew her but they
Knew what she could do
‘Cause when it comes to mystic
It seems there’s only few
Then I kinda figured she was
Giving up the play
But baby girl kept staring at my nigga K
I really didn’t wanna throw
My street doggin’ mack
‘Cause baby girl was all that
Up until the day that I met her
She’s draped in gold, tight pants
And I really didn’t let her
Get to me, or even try to do me
She’s huggin’ on me tight and
She’s actin’ like a groupie
Snatched her backstage ‘cause a
Nigga wanted to rip
I’m sippin’ on her B’s while
This freak licked my lip
I serve it to her proper
On the dressing room floor
And after that, I never seen her no more
Yo K, tell ‘em what you went through
Smooth and warm is what I
Expected when I looked
Saw nothing but hoochies but then
One look got me hooked
By this girl, saw nothing
Wrong with her face, saw the body
Mysteriously, she stood out from the
Rest of the party damn, now what was it? I
Just couldn’t touch it
I had to find out so I smooth had to rush it
Dapped up names with each other
She let me touch her
The next move, headed straight for the covers
Now, ooh, on those hips, I was grippin’
We fell asleep when I finished up rippin’
The next day, called D, and we was trippin’
Come to find out that D had been dippin’
So we schemed up a plan since
We both got our rip on
Let’s double team the hoe
And both get our trick on
‘Cause she smooth played herself sick
Now every hole in her body was
Getting entered by a dick
Yeah, that’s how it went, ha
All over a girl named Mystic
Can’t fade it
2nd I I None in the house, gettin’ busy
For the ’91 and the ’92, we out