Retro Dance Record Mac Dre

(*Talking*)
Mic check 1, 2
I, I'm finna throw it back
I'm finna throw it way back
Like Miami when he was havin them Remi attacks
With yo mutha, here we go

[Verse 1]
Now this is how I'm finna break it down
Scott made the beat, I like the sound
Now I'm at the plate, he's on the mound
I hit 'em out the park, never on the ground
Verbally gifted, herbally twisted
Simplistic, but futuristic
No lipstick, no mascara
I want a bitch that blow like Irene Cara
I bring terror, scare and fright
And don't go light if dare they might
Dolemite, Pretty Toney
If I was they age, they'd be my homies
Rigatoni, shrimp alfredo
I say, "TomAHto not Tomato"
I'm a muscian, lookin' for groupies
And if you listen, I do it groovy
It really move me when I hear a funky beat
I come with heat, make 'em get up out they seat
I make 'em freak, I can make 'em cheat
I can make 'em buy it and bring the receipt
Tweedle-leet, whistle to the rhythm
I wanna see you do the Thizzle to the rhythm
Bounce, drop, make it pop
Now One Drop, can you make it stop
Then bring it back, yeah like that
I'm kinda cheatin', it ain't fair like that, I'm a pimp