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Lyrics for Man Behind The Music by Queen Pen feat. Teddy Riley:
| | | Artist: | Queen Pen feat. Teddy Riley |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Man Behind The Music | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 193 | | | | Lyrics: | Step right up, step up, step up, (repeat)
[Teddy]
1 - This is how it should be
done
Cuz this style
Is identical to none
How can I make you dance some more
(TR)
That's what I came here for
This is how it should be done
(And now, here's
the magnificent Funkey Mama)
Cuz this style
Is identical to none
How can I make you
dance some more (TR)
That's what I came here for
[Queen Pen]
Feel your blue
flows like water
The man behind the music will make you jump
Ooo Jack you're
swingin'
Make you shake your rump
No dick or fee tellin' me this is what you
want
Baselines and snares that will make you funk
Intimidated by his 14 year old
At
97 he's a different kind of funk
We push together like a perfect hand and tongue
You
pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk
Be comming, free the future, with yo'
face punked
Forgot about the past now what you want
Platinum tracks to put you on the
map
Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'
You had yo' chance to be down wit da
man
So busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating
Balla's down four, you can't take
me
[Teddy]
What the deal ma
Funkey Mama plays the track so you could feel,
huh?
I'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all
Rock the diamond Lex while I sit
behind my desk
And sign the checks
If you like hits baby
Got 'em going crazy on
Blackstreet
You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet
Save all yo whack beats,
QP and TR so precise with mics
We should be surgeons in E.R.
The block
knows
Baby girl be my diamond cuz she rocks shows
See my one's ain't no way that you can
stop those
Little man got your breath together
With Queen Pen, now it's hot to
death
So take a look back
What I did, what I'm doing, where I take this
It's
kinda simple cuz it's nothing just to make hits
Peep the facts, keep 'em stacked
When the
streets are Black
Ladies scream he's the Mack
Cuz I kick (what)
Shit that make
the fly chick you with my chick
And plush funds just ridiculous
Cuz I'm rich
We are
TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone
[Queen Pen]
You can't take
it
(And now, here's the magnificient Funkey Mama)
Now Teddy jam for me one
time
Enforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind
We'll just happen
All this
shit in this cuz of platinum hits
Little man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent
It ain't
never been no different
And we got witnesses
You account for all of this
shit
Just we, and get your block knocked off
You can keep your I-pinion till you get
there
'Cause it don't matter
We don't follow chit chatter
We make hits
And
calls, my situations get thick
Ask St. Nick, about the repertiore
For those in the past,
they know who they are
If the shoe fits, trust
We gon' wear it
Can we be's the
baddest clique up on this planet
We paid the cost to be boss guys
Cuz scare money don't
win money, now drop it
[Teddy]
This is how it should be done
Cuz this
style
Is identicle to none
How can I make you dance some more
(Little
man)
That's what I came here for
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