So, yo, go for what you know It gon' look something like this
Mic check, no one affect Sucka still comin' short
That's why I'm callin' order in the court It looks like a lot of suckas gotta learn
the hard way It doesn't pay when you're tappin' with my
DJ Back and forth, up and down, on the fly
A Latin's in the house, so yo, move your butt and strut
Turn up what I call a Latin's on a rampage *** the lights, throw the carpet on the stage
My man, now I can talk about him all night long
Yo, yo But at this time I introduce
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Turn up the radio, punk *** a pen, take notes
I'm not one to brag, but this here's dope Straight from the W, boy, step back
Because I got the master of a disco snake Yeah, a Latin, he's on a rampage for days
The last sucka played brave, winded up, gettin' slayed
This to the rhythm, like something hit him He's like venom, that's why you suckas can't
get rid of him My man, bunch of punks like dried-out snails
Yo, yo, Alan, how hard are ya?
Hard as it is here Homeboy, now how you feel about punks on your
jocks?
The way I feel now, I just got to rock it A Latin, rock the house
It ain't a mystery that everything is got to be
Yeah, up and down and all around, across theta
Hands start to bleed as if the table was a grater
Without hesitation, here's the taste of demonstration
How we got to stand in ovation?
Straight from low-pro, we ready to attack Yo, yo, A Latin, hit him with a funky slap
1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1 1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1
1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1 Yo, yo, A Latin, I wanna know, man, what order
do you cut these suckas up?
1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1 1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1
1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1 1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1
A Latin's in the house, cold, ripping it up
Sure enough, the more you bust him, the more you hear him cut
He's on a ram taste, brace yourself and get stable
For the king of the cuts on two turntables
Suckas, how can you hang upon stage when your DJ cuss like he's off the yellow page?
When the scratch, when the record, when the crowd do applaud
Run a posse on your cover so you can look hard
Trunks, you're looking pitiful, A Latin is original
East coast, west coast, count the south central
It doesn't matter, A Latin's on the cut
And the dubber's on the side to make you move your butt
A Latin, show them something new for those who don't know you
You want a fresh style, let me show you
What can I say but A Latin breaks iller than ill, yo
He's a top-ranked chief, on the wheels of six
Scenes everywhere we go, A Latin's ripping it up
You know what? When he cuts, girls move their butts
A Latin, I'ma let you go solo, bro
So you can show what it means to be down with low phone
Yo, give me something funky, something bound to sell
Let's show these party people what happens when you
What can I say but A Latin breaks iller than ill, yo
He's a top-ranked chief, on the wheels of six
Scenes everywhere we go, A Latin's ripping it up
You know what? When he cuts, girls move their butts
A Latin, I'ma let you go solo, bro
So you can show what it means to be down with low phone
Yo, give me something funky, something bound to sell
Let's show these party people what happens when you
Yo, give me something funky, something bound to sell
Yo, give me something funky, something bound to sell
What can I say but A Latin breaks iller than ill, yo
He's a top-ranked chief, on the wheels of six
Scenes everywhere we go, A Latin's ripping it up
You know what? When he cuts, girls move their butts
A Latin, I'ma let you go solo, bro
So you can show what it means to be down with low phone
Yo, give me something funky, something bound to sell
Let's show these party people what happens when you
What can I say but A Latin breaks iller than ill, yo
What can I say but A Latin breaks iller than ill, yo