The Heat

You freak rhymin', check the way I'm getting on the ground
Make you shake that front and wiggle your behind
Like whoop, tell her where it's at, one - two
Microphone, secret agent, the double O, who?
A to the B dot S
I rock a microphone in my jeans and my vest
Puttin' to the test, decimal levels, I burn 'em down
Now how you like the way that sound?

CHORUS
Everybody say way-ooh
In the club on a Friday night
All the girls on the floor give a little bit more
On and on to the morning light
Everybody say Way-ooh
When you breathe, you can feel the beat
It's another long night but you're feelin' all right
And you know you can take the heat

Here I come... steppin' up the flow up on the beat
Number one... contender with my rhyme and I'll defeat
Anyone... who wanna take a shot at what I got
Could you not... get in my way because I'm getting hot
Now tell me can you hear me comin' creepin' up behind you?
I'd already showin' up, I'm standin' right beside like...who?
Droppin' the verbally rugged sound upon your town
I'm a make you people boogie down

CHORUS

Walk this way and feel the heat, we be getting down
Walk this way and feel the heat
'cause the time is comin' round
Everybody, way-ooh, move your body, way-ooh
Walk this way

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