LYRIC
1. Dance to the beat, shuffle my feet.
2. Body slowin' back in.
Hey 'Cause I got your number, right?
I seen you up in this magazine,
Dude told me you do some tracks, right?
I want to be like gettin' wit you and make
Some beats. So call me back, I live in DC
And I'd like to, you know, we get together and
We make some money.
I heard you dope, you the man.
I got some fresh tracks, and uh, I make hits.
I don't have no records out yet, but I make hits.
So please call me back at them numbers…
… and if my mother say…
… I might be at my grandmother's house…
… if my mother answers the phone
She'll give you my my cousin's beeper number.
So let's whack this off… you all right, cuz.
Peace out, nana na na…
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