It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem
Now it's my turn so understand
It's reality, it's not a dream
Say play, well, okay
And everytime I'm seen I got to be clean
Gonna do it to the East, wanna do it to the West
I'm the rapper never printed voice is solid gold
And we're chosen to rule
The masterpiece of the East
And keep on shakin' that thing
Back to the bridge y'all
Everybody, shake your body
Only one fine lady that you better believe
I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy
Aiy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda
All the ladies in the place, to my house we go
He can slice so precise it's almost fun
And everybody say play
Done wa rik no dees!?
Could it be Calvin' Klein? No, then what is it?
I'm seein' this girl that I just adore
I'm playin' the role, they call me Kid Creole
Raheem, in your life, what more can you ask
Keep movin' and groovin' and screamin' and shoutin'
Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree
Gonna make you relax right upon your chest
Is it Jordache? No, Gloria Vanderbilt? No
Nature's to rise right before their eyes
I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha
In the history books or the picture show
Rocks boys men women and young ladies
And everybody say play
The way she was swaying and doing the swing
I say Annette's her name, and that's the truth
And he makes better love than a mick makes money
We're the Earl of the world
Who needs a band when the beat just goes, boom
Maybe it's Sassoon? No, how about Sergio? I don't care
Aiy mami I wanna get nasty wit you, baby
I promise to you baby, that I'll do you right, I'm nasty
And I want you, swingin' it, swingin' it, swingin'
It's just her, and me that's simple and plain'
As DJ Flash, cuts so mean
Gonna make everybody wanna rock rock rock
Got fine, drink wine
And the Air of flair
And keep on shakin' that thing
I had to let her know just about my thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing Raheem'll do you right
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick
We're coming, we're coming, we're coming
The duke of dare, the mayor of Debonair
We're the kings of swing
Woo, now, now, uhh
The monarch of the dark in the night alright
That he wanna know your favorite jean
It's nasty!
Hah, the boss of course
Tell me how now, like dynamite before it blows
Say play, well, okay!
We advertise and specialize
I'm a mint that's fresh huh, a woman's pet
I tour around the world, to make the people dance
Just let us rock, you
Gonna hip gonna hop gonna rock the spot
Ah dome mal lamate mademoiselle?
Hey baby, whatever you doin' right girl
He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster
I like fly girls that don't say no
Just let us rock, you
'Cause I am the man they call Scorpio
I keep on it, until you start to fess
And I'm the, the Romeo, of the nasty show
I make my light shine on your cloudy days
Rocks 45's, and 33's
It's the golden voice on your radio
You can surf if you want to, on my waves
I don't, have a lot of women hangin' on my steez
Five that's rockin' the house
There ain't a thing in the world that I can't get
Grandmaster Flash, is willing and able
I am coming over, to your house tonight
And I want you, swingin' it, swingin' it, swingin'
As the lord of our fort
For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's!
People say it's dirty, people say it's wrong
The deans of clean inside the cool school
I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha
'Cause all the fly guys
And helpin' us turn it out
Everybody get up!
On top of the world for the ladies to see
We're coming, we're coming, we're coming
Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight
We're coming, we're coming, we're coming
I bet you can't think of a greater task
We're the science of desire
Can dance and dine
Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak
Ooe, yeah
Alright, woo
Watch your girl and watch your wife
We're the Furious, serious
Huh huh, zmapel, Melle Mel?
The ones with the platinum vocal chords
We're here, ooh, wohh
The finesse of the West
Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test
And here's a little message for the ladies in France
And I'll rock you, until you give me the rest
(We want to rock you)
He's so nice with his hands he don't need no band
Got a first class female oh so fine
He's the Grand, Grand, the master man
And ever so mysterious
With a magical mic
Freakin' in the den just to make you move
(Shake your booty)
I'm the M, R, N E Double S
Contained by wild beasts
I caress your soft body on those mellow nights
I give a lot of things up, before I turn her loose
People call me crazy, people call me sneak
That I'm the Kid Creole, and I'm a ladies man
Who needs a band when the beat just goes, boom
Hey baby, whatever you doin' right girl
I'm seein' this girl that what I never saw before
In the exercise and we'll energize
A continuous thing, to the morning light
'Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove
Well, I'ma, Cowboy and I'm the real McCoy
And that's the only way I run my game
I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha!
They talk about our music, like it's a nasty song
We're the chiefs of relief
Like dynamite before it blows
Got water bed sets in my limousine
I just want you to always be easy
I got the kiss of death, to touch your life
I just want you to always be easy
The young ladies thighs
We wanna rock, you
Done wa sing, done marseis?
He's the king of the cuts on two turntables
Ho, everybody c'mon
