Yeah, this is not the 'cuz the diddy's dum, dum Now I'm checkin' out the of the phat jazz drum The horns and the samples with the and the boom When all together it's a phat jazz tune Listen, examine this carefully, you can even dance to the Or chill and have a seat or choke of the smoke of a cactus As I'm pumpin' sounds out my NBC the natural ability to make you wanna get down
And maybe slap to everyone around So pass me a drink, and let me think About the sounds of the street, The Beat So go and get friends and strap yourselves in For the journey's of your life, the saga now 3, 2, 1, contact, we lift off right? So I'm about to flight and this is how it sounds
I freak the funk on the microphone, it, baby, 1, 2 'Cuz I got the skills and I thought that you knew That I can be chilled and have a good So you see me Make sure you up your peace signs Recline, let your be free Till the break of dawn at a I'll be So you know to put your hands up in the air
And wave 'em to side like you just don't care, yeah Sister's in the with the afro's And the brothers in the corner the jerboas And if you haters start trouble you know to go And now tuned in to the sounds of the Skee-Lo I take the stage and your aid to another fella tracks is not whack with sounds from my MP 3, 2, 1, contact, we have lift off And so I'm about to flight and this is how it sounds
Beats be infinite and phatter than the pork The can be heard from Cali to New York Forget about your troubles, about your blues 'Cuz is alive, so go and spread the news And once the news is then others can relate Maybe find the phattest samples from the back of the
So chill cool with the Microphone check one, two to the Break doors, dance on floors and have your fun 'Cuz the party doesn't stop the morning comes Yeah, now I can feel the so I'ma kick back for a second Have a seat, yo, and is how it sounds
is how it sounds Yeah, is how it sounds