| Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
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| Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
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| Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
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| Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
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| Ain’t a damn thing changed
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| You know my name
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| East coast represent
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| Watch me do my thing
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| I’m the female chronic slash gin and tonic
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| Fuck Johnny Blaze, I’m Johnny Mnemonic
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| I’m a floss with it
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| Take it way past the limit
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| Go back 6 years and throw some G funk in it
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| MC Lyte long as the money green collect
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| This is for my dogs hittin' switches in the projects
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| East side and the west side
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| Indeed I spit it with finesse right
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| L’s for love me, Y for «why front?»
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| T’s for truth, E’s the exotic flavor you bounce to
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| Lyte is… Brooklyn flavor that’ll always be fresh
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| Lyte is… paid in full I keep my benjamins
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| Flippin' outfits twice a day
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| Plus a milked out coupe to push around the way
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| Grants stacking up every day all day
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| That’s just the way playgirls play
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| I’m the ultimate intergalactic spectacular
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| Funk mistress as creamy as Swiss Miss
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| Hot chocolate I’m the topic, go cop it
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| Broken microphones cause I rocked it
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| Who that Lyte? |
| True that, right?
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| I’m the perfect role model for keepin' your game tight
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| After this I’m spending four Gs tonight
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| Cuz money made in the dark comes to the Lyte
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| Recognize through them blood shot eyes
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| Think my lyrical skills ain’t ill you be surprised
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| Hypnotized by my Brooklyn vibe
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| Or we can take it out to Queens where Cool J resides
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| You’re transparent incoherent
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| Oh you don’t know that word
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| Let me make it more apparent
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| I sit on chrome stake up chips run up charts
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| Break up schemes cause wet dreams
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| Engine engine number 9 on the NY transit line
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| If you want that flavor back
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| Lyte it up, Lyte it up, Lyte it up
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| Who am I? |
| L Y T E
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| How fly? |
| Oh I’m real jiggy
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| It’s no puzzle how I through the muzzle on the mic
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| Cuff your CD make it spin all night
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| I got what you like you like what I got
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| Hotter than gun shots hotter than most blocks
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| Hot hot hot to the touch pop the clutch
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| I won’t stop
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| Larger than life, the most jiggiest
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| Rippin all the mics apart
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| I’m gettin' busy
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| It’s all about the cheddar
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| Nobody do the body better
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| Never sour but flow like an Amaretta
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| It’s the Lyte y’all, I’m about to take flight
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| Brooklyn zone got it locked up tight
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| Show biz your biz doe biz my biz
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| There it is |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Playgirls Play , by - MC Lyte. Song from the album Seven & Seven (Clean), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп