C'mon, I'll show you"

 [MC Serch]
 Tight fit, dim lit spot, is where I'm movin to
 Sweaty but these slow tracks start soothin you
 Light-skinned, steps into the picture
 Program is fixed, the mix will let you get your
 hand around waist, space drippin from moisture
 Strokin the neck, you suspect that she'll voice her
 approval, whippin and flippin your pelvis
 Brothers step in, step off, you get selfish
 Yours for the take-home, so she can take up space
 at your place, but then you start to wake up
 Groove goes to fade, introductions are made
 Love my name is Serch, now step for some shade
 in the dancehall

 "3rd place is everything.."
 "3rd place is everything.."

 [Pete Nice]
 Soulfully smooth, she slithered to a solo
 Spot to drop her bass and I'll follow
 Fiend on a focus, I spoke this figure of speech
 Supposed to sway those who seek
 such wisdom, wildly workin towards a woman
 Therefore she's drawn, to the other man's
 intentions of a G, tryin to stump me
 Announced presence in the house of Mr. Puffy
 Smoke filled the tight-packed system
 A rack of skirt, kit for a victim
 A three-stage pleasure on a principle
 as I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!)
 A syllabus spoken by the 3rd on sss-swooin
 a female, to impale, push-up, smooth and
 turn to spurn desire -- that all?
 Another episode in the dancehall

 "3rd place is everything.."
 "3rd place is everything.."

 [MC Serch]
 Step to the A.M., playin a song that's slow
 Low tempo kicks lyrics to those who show
 a need to step to a def 3rd Bassment
 A wink of eye, the smile of a face and I'm
 D-O-W-N to send shockwaves
 up the spine, while the clock saves
 just enough ticks to lick neck to your lips
 Mouth to mouth, palm upon hips
 Sigh in pleasure, measures the heat up
 Nibble my neck, the affection I eat up
 Dine like a diner, hot enough to simmer
 Jam comes to a close, come give a
 number of seven in regard to the residents
 Told the mob that I slobbed and showed evidence
 Lipstick on the quill, a digit to call
 Another lovestruck, stuck to the wall
 of the dancehall

 "3rd place is everything.."
 "3rd place is everything.."

 [Pete Nice]
 Steppin over heads that swayed
 You move over and the record's played
 Swayed over smoothly, soothin a listener
 Undergoes wanted death of a dancer
 To twist over you rises your liquor
 Slight panic on a dancehall picture
 Motion flows, scene gets hectic
 Freakin bones like an epileptic
 Melody moves scenario to chaos
 Pursue principles and then you shoot livest
 So-called, it's boots that rise and fall
 Steppin to the A.M., in the dancehall

 "3rd place is everything.."
 "3rd place is everything.."

 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*

 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*

 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*

 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes*

 "3rd place is everything.." *echoes