Mystikal

Mystikal - Dick On The Track lyrics

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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 aint sayin nothin, Yall jus playin

Comere, why you actin like that? 

Naw for real, come ere tho, Mmm hmmmm





You got that fire

Aint to fly, But When I jus walked by ya

Hands at your side, Dont you know I aint 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

Dont 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 dont get down like this

I said Dont 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 niggaz aint gonna do what i do!





When i hit ya with tha tenor

Say sapreno

When your moanin

we aint 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 its 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

Aint 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 circuits burnt

She said baby dont 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 its 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, aint 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!

Dont stop, she on top 

And im watchin em jiggle

no more preachin and minglin

She pregnant with my singer

I dont be kissin and tellin

But its 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 aint quitin halfway
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