Whoever underestimated, still waited
Pumping the radio, finally they played it
You wondered how come the album was late
I was giving you time to get the last one straight
The show must go on; I got something to dance to
Slow it down and romance to, and give me a chance to
Keep you in tune and up to par
Then you're doing it with the R
Something new and to keep you doing what ya doing
This is for you, and your crew, and for who in
The vicinity; I don't need no identity
I see hands in the air that means many be
Cooperating; I can't stop relating
Hip-hop is making more sense when I'm stating
Paragraphs of potential to prevent you
From using my instrumental; keep in mind I meant to
Hurry up and learn the words, and repeat it wit' me
Then soon you're in tune and up to par
And then you're doing it wit' the R
Keep doing it; you keep doing it wit' the R
In the summertime, pockets bulging
Somethings's happening, then I'm indulging
Music is mine, Gucci seats reclined
Gold grill, a paint job will shine
Pull up in the park, and then pop the trunk
Turn up the bass and let the system thump
Loud as a ghetto blaster, word is bond
Records remind you of a madness
The moment it's played, you get gladdest
The return of the brother, keeping you up to par
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