Sunni Block Barber Shop

Lyrics

[Interlude: Affion Crockett, Man 1, Man 2 & Man 3] Man, that's new MC Lyte. Turn that up, that help me cut faster Hey, I'm just sayin', MC Lyte ain't really all that, though Say what? (Yo, he buggin') Man, I almost cut your forehead off, man (His hairline already pushed back, it might look better) Nah, nah, she fine, I'm sayin' she fine I would take her to dinner, no doubt, no doubt (What?) I got better rhymes than MC Lyte You got better what? (Yeah, you buggin') Did y'all hear what this man said? (Nah, he wilin' now) This man said he got better rhymes than the one and only MC Lyte (Get him outta here) Onе, two, three, on a five on a grill top I got my flip flops out and my toes and they ain't paintеd (Nah, cut him off, cut him off) Man, you done painted yourself into a corner with all that old Mother Goose, Dr. Seuss type of rhymes you did Man, throw on that brand new MC Lyte, that thing go hard (She the queen, don't ever disrespect the queen) (This for Brooklyn)