Easy Mo Bee - Make Em BounceLyrics

Yo (yeah) yo yo nigga Rip that, rip that baby see'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 want to 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: x 2] 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-see, with my man, Easy Mo Bee So Mo Bee, says Angie, got a beat that I want you to meet I'ma leave why'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)