Mystikal - Dick On The Track Lyrics
<mystikal talking>Hey there, sup boo?Whats happenin?Come holla at meNaww come here, yuh I got somthin for youIts gon make ya say unghI aint sayin nothin, yall jus playinComere, why you actin like that?Naw for real, come ere tho, mmm hmmmm<mystikal>You got that fireAint to fly, but when I jus walked by yaHands at your side, dont you know I aint your average buyaI thought you live on the twelve-hundred block on tecnuiqeBy tha studio apartments, right off 70 streetShe said ya, how do you know that?I said you live next door to my friendHer name tazraShe said, oh you know tim?I said ya we use ta kick it man, what about it?She said no thats cool, thats my girlDont take it how it soundedShe said you meanI said who told ya?Me and you can make music, dats kinda what Im hopin forMovin like Im automatedWhat we bakin?Mixin, blendin and twistedTha neighbors gonn be listeninShe said slow down baby, movin kinda swiftBesides we just met I usually dont get down like thisI said dont even trip I got you!She said, you sure?I said yup I got to!<chorus>Put tha dick on tha track, and make em sangPut the needle to the grove x2Them otha niggaz aint gonna do what I do!<mystikal>When I hit ya with tha tenorSay saprenoWhen your moaninWe aint gonna stop makin racketTill in the morninI say baby kick it wit me all niteSafe sex, like pot holder on my mic!Commin thru the woofer, in your speakerWhen we freakin, I can see you gettin hotWhy you weakinin? climaxinWhile Im rappinWhats my name, and who its for?Dats what Im askinSpitin like waxAll over 64 tracksRemember shock ta knock you saxSymbols, and high hatsGettin nasty with the musicTo be funky like a bass lineDisregard it and get ya good singAint no red lights, when I take mineIm havin sexual intercourse with the chorusScreamin! hot vocals got your adlibs gettin hoarseSweatin the whole session, your circuits burntShe said baby dont beat it down no moreIts just the second verse!<chorus x2><mystikal>First time I laid eyes on ya I was like zaaamTell me, girl where you goin? whats your name?She said pamAnd I think its only better that you know who I amIm the man they make high, like the melophones in southern japanThe way I work my aucustics, aint no comparinVery rough and aggresive when I lay emHuffin and puffin, right when I see emYa breakin it down so scandalouzShe got me thinkin, when elseIm touchin ya like a massagerIll be bustin off soon as ya touch me inYou can hear it through the soundproof booth*****in up the roof!Dont stop, she on topAnd Im watchin em jiggleNo more preachin and minglinShe pregnant with my singerI dont be kissin and tellinBut its gotta be toldNow Im 500 dollas shortUnless we got married, I wed till I was oldTo infinite, Im plannin our futureIts jus gonn be me, you, nobody else, mine and mystikal junior!<chorus x4, then in backround till fade><mystikal talking>How that feel?Com here, take dem headphones offTurn around little babyI put tha dick on the track, ya feel meIts like when I get on the trackI have sex with it, I make out with itWe make woopie, we do the nastyAnyone wanna jus jump on and rush it?Im gonna spend time wit youI aint quitin halfway
