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Lord Finesse lyrics Kicking Flavor With My Man lyrics [Lord Finesse] Yeah yeah, I got my motherfucking man in the house, you know what I'm saying? Tell 'em your name just about now and shit [Percee P] Ayo I'm the Rhyme Inspector MC Percee P [Lord Finesse] Now, just about now, we gonna both do this, but I want you to do me a motherfucking favor, you know what I'm saying? (What's that?) Let them motherfuckers know they ain't hearing what you doing right about now, you know what I'm saying? [Percee P] Like Mike Tyson I'll bash your face in for basing Give me some space and I'll put your head out if you get out of place and Rip you like plastic, don't make me get drastic Better step fast, quick to get that ass kicked What could you do to this? I ain't new to this For you to diss me and come off is ludicrous I ain't with that, so get back and get that Wick wack shit out my face before you get smacked Like a hooker short on my cash I want all my money, you sonny, I'll put this foot up your ass I got your bitch all on my dick I go her panties, her bra, her car and she star in my next flick It's a triple-X jammie I rode her like a Camry, damn P, I know you can't stand me I'm Percee P, P stands for pimp She gave me head, plus she said that in bed you a dead wimp He's a goner, working for me on the corner Locked like a vote, know who to consult if you still wanna I get devious, treacherous, bet you this Next verse Perce rehearsed is worse than the previous Lyrical format leaves your head sore, black Base and I wipe my feat on you face like a doormat Percee P, that's who I claim to be But you're amatuers, you're all the same to me Yeah, you's a duck and your girl gets fucked Bout to live it up or giving up her ass for a fast buck Don't get me upset, B, I'm deadly Sweat me or press up I'll mess up your head, B You're booty, so step off and rehearse a few Hours, and take a shower, take it personal Lord Finesse, my rhyme have to end So get on the mic and let yours begin [Lord Finesse] Drop it, kick it, I'm about to rip it I'm young, black, and gifted, plus I sound wicked I stomp any opponent I come against So be for real, they don't really want none of this Since I'm slowing down, I got to keep it flowing now Tonight it kindd of special, make mine a Lowenbrau I get ahhs and ooohs not boos because I'm real cool Fucking with Finesse is the wrong career move I be taking crews without breaking rules You know damn well I don't have time to be breaking rules I'm all about cash flow, pull girls like a lasso A brother roast me on the mic? Don't be an asshole I'm indestructable, so bring in a substitute What's up with a battle? (I can't fuck with you) So don't try testing me, MC's especially Couldn't win against me if you paid the referee You can't get with me, so don't say shit to me You're out your mind if you're trying to get a victory You can't affect me with your weak technique If this was a game, you probably couldn't check me You might be wild, but I'm on an iller tip Think you stand a chance? You could kill that shit I'm intellectual, getting the best of you I eat MC's like the food at a festival Drop science and math, stand tall like a giraffe Completing the task, breaking rappers in half Puting suckers out of it, yeah I talk a lot of shit But when it comes to rhymes I deserve a fucking scholarship Won't front or perp the role, I get the most of hoes I'm so cool I got girls on remote control Whether you're a virgin or a bad-looking hot sister I'm bagging up bitches like a shoplifter So Lord Finesse is not the one to fool I was getting sex since they first invented underoos Got knowledge of self, so who needs a school for help? Brothers can't get with Finesse, don't even fool yourself When I begin I set the trend And I show men, the motherfuckers got no wins Goddamn, it's no scheme, scam, or plan I'm just kicking flavor with my motherfucking man (Lord Finesse and Percee P give shoutouts til fade) Other Lord Finesse lyrics: Just a Little Something lyrics Baby, You Nasty lyrics Funky Technician lyrics Back to Back Rhyming lyrics Here I Come lyrics Slave to My Soundwave lyrics I Keep the Crowd Listening lyrics Bad Mutha lyrics Keep it Flowing lyrics Lesson to be Taught lyrics Strictly for the Ladies lyrics Track the Movement lyrics Praise the Lord lyrics Return of the Funky Man lyrics I Like My Girls With a Boom lyrics Yes You May lyrics Hey Look at Shorty lyrics Save That Shit lyrics Show 'Em How We Do Things lyrics Isn't He Something lyrics Fat For The 90's lyrics Stop Sweating the Next Man lyrics Funky on the Fast Tip lyrics That's How Smooth I Am lyrics Party Over Here lyrics Fuck 'Em lyrics True and Livin' lyrics O Lord lyrics Brainstorm\P.S.K. (No Gimmicks Remix) lyrics Gameplan lyrics Flip Da Style lyrics Speak Ya Peace lyrics Food For Thought lyrics Hip 2 Da Game lyrics No Gimmicks lyrics |