Hook:



Have you ever, ever in long living life

seen a woman rock the mic

like the one called the Lyte

(Repeat)



As I zoom with the Z down the Avenue

Who it be, me less the crew

Why you talkin that whoopied doo whoo

I'm makin moves, that's smoother than

the cream or the sweat from a wet dream

drippin wit Vaseline

My Mabeline left a ring on the scene

I got mad peeps down with the tag team

Listen you couldn't front it you want to

Trying to escape now I'm the one that you're running to

Looking at my tag it's about that time

for you to get yours, for me to get mine

I got our shit poppin wheelies like a Ninja

The inner of my center, keeps you warm in the winter

My placenta is on high overload, my complete context

can get so complex, I might explode