Masta Ace, Milani The Artist - In Da Spot lyrics
[Masta Ace, Milani The Artist - In Da Spot lyrics]
Mic check, one two, one two, mic check
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the hottest
Spot in New York City on a Saturday Night
You already know who it is it's
Ya boy DJ Finesse, mr bad Boy DJ
The rules are simple get to the
Bar get your drinks on
Take care of your barbers and
Waitresses please form three VIP
Ballers, shotcallers
Betta move them bottles for ya'll
I'm about to bring out my man he
About to host the night tonight
Shout to Masta Ace officially in the building
Ayo you came up in the spot
Cause you heard that it was hot
Even though a week ago somebody was shot
They say the cops came and
Swarmed the whole block
And shut the club down but nope they did not
Cause the spot so packed you
Can barely even walk
The music so loud, it's impossible to talk
Ya'll just point where you want to go, glass
Held above-the crowd You don't spill a drop
Ladies showin' love
You got three in the VIP, waiting patiently
It's gonna be a crazy night
Just you wait and see
You got chicken wangs, champagne
Fruit on the platter
Spendin' all this money like the loot
Don't matter - but it does
Ya'll no what it is, ya'll no what it was
Ya'll ain't got the riches
Ya'll just stuntin' for the bitches
Ya'll ain't having fun
Ya'll just frontin' for the bitches
It's funny how your whole style switches
- up in the spot
Brooklyn, New York we in the spot
Everywhere we go we in the spot
All the way down south we in the spot
Even on the west coast we in the spot
We in the spot
Ayo I grew up in the spot
Cause you thought that chi was hot
Every from the spot is ta' try to get a shot
Shirt so short, it goes right up to the top
Actin' like you're not
Showing everything you got but you are
Got the tit's pushed all up in that bra
You and your friends looking all
Up in that car
You're gonna need a telescope to
Really see a star
Cause that ain't who you thinking is
A lot of drinking is, the absolute plan
This is not the spot to find a man
And you're looking for a prince
Are you dense want a man with dollars but
Dis ain't making sense baby girl
You striking out swinging for the fence
Alcohol strong, you can barely even talk
Heels so high, you can barely even walk
Blue drink, green drink, yellow drink, red
Colors of the rainbow
Settlin' on your head - in the spot
Brooklyn, New York we in the spot
(that's right)
Everywhere you go we in the spot
All the way down south we in the spot
Even on the west coast we in the spot
We in the spot
Aight' ya'll that's gonna do it
For this Saturday night
Hottest spot in New York City
You know what it is, dJ Finesse
Shouts to my man Masta Ace
For comin' through hosting tonight
If you at the bar right
Now close out your tabs
Take care of your bartenders
And waitresses once again
If you had too much to
Drink please pass the keys
We want to see you here every Saturday night
Finesse, Masta Ace we out
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the hottest
Spot in New York City on a Saturday Night
You already know who it is it's
Ya boy DJ Finesse, mr bad Boy DJ
The rules are simple get to the
Bar get your drinks on
Take care of your barbers and
Waitresses please form three VIP
Ballers, shotcallers
Betta move them bottles for ya'll
I'm about to bring out my man he
About to host the night tonight
Shout to Masta Ace officially in the building
Ayo you came up in the spot
Cause you heard that it was hot
Even though a week ago somebody was shot
They say the cops came and
Swarmed the whole block
And shut the club down but nope they did not
Cause the spot so packed you
Can barely even walk
The music so loud, it's impossible to talk
Ya'll just point where you want to go, glass
Held above-the crowd You don't spill a drop
Ladies showin' love
You got three in the VIP, waiting patiently
It's gonna be a crazy night
Just you wait and see
You got chicken wangs, champagne
Fruit on the platter
Spendin' all this money like the loot
Don't matter - but it does
Ya'll no what it is, ya'll no what it was
Ya'll ain't got the riches
Ya'll just stuntin' for the bitches
Ya'll ain't having fun
Ya'll just frontin' for the bitches
It's funny how your whole style switches
- up in the spot
Brooklyn, New York we in the spot
Everywhere we go we in the spot
All the way down south we in the spot
Even on the west coast we in the spot
We in the spot
Ayo I grew up in the spot
Cause you thought that chi was hot
Every from the spot is ta' try to get a shot
Shirt so short, it goes right up to the top
Actin' like you're not
Showing everything you got but you are
Got the tit's pushed all up in that bra
You and your friends looking all
Up in that car
You're gonna need a telescope to
Really see a star
Cause that ain't who you thinking is
A lot of drinking is, the absolute plan
This is not the spot to find a man
And you're looking for a prince
Are you dense want a man with dollars but
Dis ain't making sense baby girl
You striking out swinging for the fence
Alcohol strong, you can barely even talk
Heels so high, you can barely even walk
Blue drink, green drink, yellow drink, red
Colors of the rainbow
Settlin' on your head - in the spot
Brooklyn, New York we in the spot
(that's right)
Everywhere you go we in the spot
All the way down south we in the spot
Even on the west coast we in the spot
We in the spot
Aight' ya'll that's gonna do it
For this Saturday night
Hottest spot in New York City
You know what it is, dJ Finesse
Shouts to my man Masta Ace
For comin' through hosting tonight
If you at the bar right
Now close out your tabs
Take care of your bartenders
And waitresses once again
If you had too much to
Drink please pass the keys
We want to see you here every Saturday night
Finesse, Masta Ace we out