Make Em Bounce — текст песни (Easy Mo Bee f Angie Martinez, Doo Wop)

Yo (yeah) yo yo nigga
Rip that, rip that baby c`mon let`s go

[Angie Martinez]
Headlines read, DJ gets wreck to the beat
Now here come record companies, with checks made out to me (aight?)
Since a baby member industry, rule 4080, so I`ll just peep carefully
But I`m comin through, what a girl to do
We`re bout to make you put `em up
Like you don`t give a {fuck}, KRS said, Grab the mic, try your luck
Now it seems I`ve run amuck
It`s natural that you wanna frown, but I see you bubble this
in your truck, and I see you smilin, while I`m rhymin
{Fuck} around I think you like the stylings of me
Angie with Easy Mo Bee

[Chorus 2X: Doo Wop]
Make `em drink, make `em smoke, make `em sling, make `em loc
Make `em fiend, for this dope, make `em lean, in they Jeep
Make `em dance, make `em lounge, creep with a freak
or romance with they spouse, most of all make `em bounce

[Angie Martinez]
Easy does it, do it Easy, can`t run yo` average {shit} on me
Not your average beotch see? Average girl can`t rhyme like me
Average girl don`t got whip like me
Pop {shit} like me, pretty V.I.P.
on the M-I-C, with my man, Easy Mo Bee
So Mo Bee, says Angie, got a beat that I want you to meet
I`ma leave y`all alone, play nicely
Then I hit her with a friendly one-two-three
And then a three-two-one, and we havin fun
`til the break of dawn, and it`s all love
Then I grab him by the {nuts}, said who`s is this huh?
He said Martinez

[Chorus]

[Doo Wop]
Make `em bounce, yo Easy Mo (what the deal Wop?)
Can I get some of this? (No doubt)
We got time {nigga?} (Yeah)
Doo Wop, Bounce Squad
(Just bounce on `em Wop, bounce on `em Wop)

Uhh, let`s go
Use a gat just to give you rap rookies a nookie
I`m a cocoa leaf you some backyard boogie
I`m Henny and `dro you, crack and dust
I`m top of the line you, back of the bus
I`m tints on a limo you a stain in the glass
I`m up front dough you, layaway cash
I`m a swiss bank account, you a rainy day stash
{Niggaz} want me around, you a pain in the {ass}
All day e`ryday on the block crazy homey
You a Flavor Flav clock, I`m a Jay-Z Roley
You Death Row today, I`m Death Row with Dre
You a beat for a skit, I`m some Easy Mo {shit}

Yeah, that`s how we blow spots
Angie, Easy Mo and Wop
This is how we do ba-bay
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh (uhh)