Mystikal - Dick on the track lyrics

[Mystikal - Dick on the track lyrics]

Hey there, Sup boo? Whats happenin?
Come holla at me
Naww come here, Yuh I got somthin for you
Its gon make ya say Ungh
I ain't sayin nothin, Yall jus playin
Comere, why you actin like that?
Naw for real, come ere tho, Mmm hmmmm

You got that fire
Ain't to fly, But When I jus walked by ya
Hands at your side
Don't you know I ain't your average buya
I thought you live on the
Twelve hundred block on Tecnuiqe
By tha studio apartments, right off 70 street
She said ya, How do you know that?
I said you live next door to my friend
Her name tazra she said, Oh you know tim?
I said ya we use ta kick it man
What about it?
She said no thats cool, Thats my girl
Don't take it how it sounded
She said you mean i said who told ya?
Me and you can make music
Dats kinda what im hopin for
Movin like im automated what we bakin?
Mixin, blendin and twisted
Tha neighbors gonn be listenin
She said Slow down baby, movin kinda swift
Besides we just met I usually
Don't get down like this
I said Don't even trip I got you!
She said, You sure? I said Yup I got to!

Put tha dick on tha track, and make em sang
Put the needle to the grove
Them otha niggas ain't gonna do what i do!

When i hit ya with tha tenor say sapreno
When your moanin
We ain't gonna stop makin racket
Till in the mornin
I say baby kick it wit me all nite
Safe sex, like pot holder on my mic!
Commin thru the woofer, In your speaker
When we freakin, I can see you gettin hot
Why you weakinin? Climaxin while im rappin
Whats my name, and who it's for?
Dats what im askin spitin like wax
All over 64 tracks
Remember shock ta knock you sax
Symbols, and high hats
Gettin nasty with the music
To be funky like a bass line
Disregard it and get ya good sing
Ain't no red lights, When i take mine
Im havin sexual intercourse with the chorus
Screamin! hot vocals got your
Adlibs gettin hoarse
Sweatin the whole session
Your circuit's burnt
She said baby don't beat it down no more
Its just the second Verse!

First time I laid eyes on ya I was like zaaam
Tell me
Girl where you goin? whats your name?
She said Pam
And I think it's only better that
You know who I am im the man they make high
Like the melophones in southern japan
The way I work my aucustics
Ain't no comparin
Very rough and aggresive when i lay em
Huffin and puffin, Right when I see em
Ya breakin it down so scandalouz
She got me thinkin, when else
Im touchin ya like a massager
Ill be bustin off soon as ya touch me in
You can hear It through the soundproof booth
Fuckin up the roof! Don't stop, she on top
And im watchin em jiggle
No more preachin and minglin
She pregnant with my singer
I don't be kissin and tellin
But, it's gotta be told
Now im 500 dollas short
Unless we got married, I wed till I was old
To infinite, Im plannin our future
Its jus gonn be me, you, nobody else
MIne and Mystikal Junior!

How that feel?
Com here, Take dem headphones off
Turn around little baby
I put tha dick on the track, ya feel me
Its like when i get on the track
I have sex with it, I make out with it
We make woopie, we do the nasty
Anyone wanna jus jump on and rush it?
Im gonna spend time wit you
I ain't quitin halfway

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