Mc Lyte - 2 Young 4 What Lyrics
Im the dopest female..Im the dopest female that youve heard thus far..[mc lyte]Im too old? whats with that crap?Come on now brother, age is just a numberAnyway what matters is your state of mindAnd if you give me some time Ill make your heart all mineI dont like pushin and I dont like rushinBut most of all I dont like fussinSo come on now sweetie why dont ya stop frontinBesides older folks come equipped for good lovinAre you really serious? age really matters?I thought telling you this, you would be flatteredWell I guess I was wrong cause you still aint widdit.. oh well, forget it, nope nopeBut dont you dare touch me, you said you wasnt widditYou waited too long now, lyte is not havin itI coulda showed you things, taught you how to exploreMy question is, what are you too young for?I coulda shown you things that you never seen beforeTook you all around on my wild world tourBut youre too young, too young to have fun.. oh well, Im doneIm the dopest female..Im the dopest female that youve heard thus far....Im the dopest female that youve heard thus far..[mc lyte]It may sound nasty and it may sound meanBut Im into little boys that are about seventeenI dont know why, but they put up a fightAnd hot damn that excites the mc lyteCause yo I love a young buck, that give a firm {*****}But once in a while, they become lovestruckBut thats okay though, cause I can handle themI love young boys on the brink, of being young menI mold em, shape em, make em then I break em inThey get the job done, I make em get the job doneWell, swell, make em kiss and tellAll of their friends around the neighborhoodThat lyte is good, soul food goodSo tell me honey, are you ready to score?Again Ill ask, what are you too young for?Im the dopest female..Im the dopest female....Im the dopest female that youve heard thus far..Im the dopest female that youve heard thus far..[mc lyte]Last but not least yo heres a descriptionHard workin, not one that sells prescriptionSo if youre in school, thats okayGet straight as and Ill be back on fridayYou wont miss me, you know where to find meAnd these words I will say finallyNever let age, restrict you from whatcha wanna doWhether youre young or ninety-twoSo if youre seventeen or around that age.... baby come to the stageAnd if I didnt change your mind Id find that oddSo when I ask this, think hard..Call me the master..Call me the master..Swingin with master t..
