[Teddy]
1-	This is how it should be done
        Cuz this style
        Is identical to none
        How can I make you dance some more (TR)
        That's what I came here for

This is how it should be done
(And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)
Cuz this style
Is identical to none
How can I make you dance some more (TR)
That's what I came here for

[Queen Pen]
Lyrical flows like what
The man behind the music will make you jump
New Jack you're swing
And make you shake your rump

No diggity, tellin' me this is what you want
Baselines and snares that'll make you call
Intimidated by his 14 year run
At 97 be's a different kind of funk

We push together like a perfect hand and tongue (how)
You pressed your luck and now your back two should be sunk (and you)
Be comming to the future, with yo' face punked (and you)
Forgot about the past now what you want
Platinum tracks to put you on the map

Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'
You had yo' chance to be down wit da man
So busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating
And all his downfall, you can't take it

[Teddy]
What the deal ma
Funkey Mama blaze the track so you could feel, huh?
I make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all
Rock the diamond Lex
While I sit behind my desk and sign the checks

You like hits baby
Got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet
You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet
Save all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics
We should be surgeons in E.R.

The block knows
Baby girl be my diamond cuz she rocks shows
See my one's ain't no way that you can stop those
Little man got your breath together
With Queen Pen, now it's hot to death

So take a look back
What I did, what I'm doing, where I take this
It's kinda simple cuz a nigga just to make hits
Peep the facts, keep a stack
On the streets of Black
Ladies scream he's the Mack

Cuz I kick (what)
Shit that make the fly chick you with my chick
And plus frontin's just ridiculous
Cuz I'm rich
We are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone

[Queen Pen]
You can't take it

(And now, here's the magnificient Funkey Mama)

Now Teddy jam for me one time
Cross that thin line, make my hips bump and grind
What just happened
All this shaddyness cuz of platinum hits
Little man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent
It ain't never been no different
And we got witnesses
To account for all of this shit
Test wit it, and get your block knocked off
You can keep yappin until you get a course

It don't matter
We don't follow chit chatter
We make hits
And calls, my situations get thick
Ask St. Nick, about the repertiore
For those in the past, they know who they are

If the shoe fits, trust
We gon' wear it
'Till we be's the baddest clique up on this planet
We paid the cost to be boss, God damn it
To scare money don't win money, now drop it

[Teddy]
This is how it should be done
Cuz this style
Is identicle to none
How can I make you dance some more (Little man)
That's what I came here for

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