Lyrics Intro - Mark Ronson

Intro

Oh Shit!
What?!
This is a banger
Yo check this out
I be lord Saig'
I’m chillin' with Mark Ronson
This is his first album
He got special guests and fly motherfuckers
Do you know what?
(what?) Yo Mark?
(yeah) You need to set this shit up
(alright) by your God.
Damn.
Self.
(I got you Saig' let’s do it)
One day I get a call on the phone, Silvia rung, she like my technique,
saw me rockin' them domes
She said here’s a half a mil make some hits of your own
First stop Kentucky where they got me real crunk
Back down to Charlin we wallin'
Ghostface and Trife the records all pausin'
West west for hooks make D-O double G say, ooh wee
Now we back up in the disco, I heat it up in the booth like Crisco,
Put your rollerskates on let your hips go
Couple days later sounds from Jamaica, show off with the track and he said I’ll
take her!
Back down to J-A
International affair
Rollin rollin round, streets are spawned and most of Mark Ronson
It’s the M-O-P!
We gotta Rollin rollin round
Brooklyn is in the building you got probl-
Freeway on the verse is a monster, but I needed a hug so I called Nikka Costa
I know you feelin' my rosta
And my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz