Retro Dance Record lyrics

(*Talking*)
Mic check 1, 2
I, I'm finna throw it back
I'm finna throw it way back
Like Miami when he was havin them Remi attacks
With yo mutha, here we go

[Verse 1]
Now this is how I'm finna break it down
Scott made the beat, I like the sound
Now I'm at the plate, he's on the mound
I hit 'em out the park, never on the ground
Verbally gifted, herbally twisted
Simplistic, but futuristic
No lipstick, no mascara
I want a b*tch that blow like Irene Cara
I bring terror, scare and fright
And don't go light if dare they might
Dolemite, Pretty Toney
If I was they age, they'd be my homies
Rigatoni, shrimp alfredo
I say, "TomAHto not Tomato"
I'm a muscian, lookin' for groupies
And if you listen, I do it groovy
It really move me when I hear a funky beat
I come with heat, make 'em get up out they seat
I make 'em freak, I can make 'em cheat
I can make 'em buy it and bring the receipt
Tweedle-leet, whistle to the rhythm
I wanna see you do the Thizzle to the rhythm
Bounce, drop, make it pop
Now One Drop, can you make it stop
Then bring it back, yeah like that
I'm kinda cheatin', it ain't fair like that, I'm a pimp
[Hook - 2x]
Throw it back, do it baby, retro
Big booty, shake it mami, ghetto
For you, I'd walk to Modesto
You look special, shake it mami, let's go

[Verse 2]
Christopher Columbus, Marco Polo
Solano County, Sac and Yolo
All after me man I got warrants
I drive with no license or insurance
My boy in Florence, Colorado
He a legend like Danny Maldonado
Eldorado, drop Biarritz
Schoolboy glasses and Fila fits
BMW's, Mercedes Benz
Stunna glasses without the lens
Spinnin rims, tremendous knock
I almost forgot, I gotta send a shot
To that punk rock b*tch who made me c*m
In ten seconds flat man she's dumb
Dancin' dumb, doin' it live
Doin' about, a buck-O-two on the 5
Tunes brothers, Melle Mel
Hit Thunder Valley can't you tell
Millions, scrillions, lots of cars
R&B singers and movie stars
Rave music, MDMA
Hyphy C-R-U-N-K
I said, Rave music, MDMA
Hyphy C-R-U-N-K