I'm the wise wizard of the microphone, swingin' it
Here's a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin' it
Doin' a dance in tight bike pants
So get up on it , hoe, you'll only get one chance
To work out, the soreness in your muscles
Do your own thing, even the hustle
MC's I'ma torture, that's already known
But while I'm torturin' them, I'ma leave you alone
So you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner
And look wild like you're tryin' to get a part in a
Dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
Now tell me
(Tell you what?)
That brother, l ain't tryin' to flip with the
Movin', groovin', admit that you've been
Shocked and rocked and I'm on top
And it's been proven, I'm self-reliant, on stage I'm defiant
All those rumors are small things to a giant
I'm not a cool calm, collected type of brother
I'm kind of hype, that's why I'm a good lover
In bed I'm energetic, kind of like a freight train
Goin' so crazy I have the girlies sayin', "Wait, James"
I do, damage use the beef to build a sandwich
And when I'm done, she'll be sayin'
"How did you manage to make me feel pleasure from my toes
To my head?" On top of that, you ran laps around the bed
So bust out the pumped up funk that I'm revealin'
And listen to it, while you're in your car wheelin'
On on your Walkman as you're starin' at the ceilin'
Or when you and your love is sex-appealin' to the