I say yo, make some fuss around it The pain will not stop my body's aching I got the microphone on my lips Shake my hips and do the tricks You know I'm gonna hit it every time I knock that wicket Yeah, I come around with the rhymin' skills Knowin' that I got all the different kinds of soldiers with their army drills Oh yeah, got the thrills when Villa gets on the mark She knows what she likes, she knows, she knows she's done She knows that she's gon' want it when she wears a furry jacket All the rest of the hoes pack it Oh yeah, with the city stomper up there Sittin' with a tigger on top You know that it's on a drop You know that it's on a drop Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Microphone Microphone On my lips, shake my hips, and do the tricks You know I'm gonna hit it every time I knock that wicket Yeah, I come around with the rhymin' skills Knowin' that I got all the different kinds of soldiers with their army drills Oh yeah *