Are You Wit Me

Lyrics

I'm gonna rock for you, you gonna rock for me It's the V-A-M-P Huh! Vann, are you with me? Chocollo Rock, are you with me? Marquis, are you with me? [?] Divine, are you with me? And Ronnie Love, are you with me? Butchy T, are you with me? And Groovy Lou, are you with me? Play Hard, are you with me? Kick off your shoes, relax your feet Spank your bad body to the Bazerk beat Me, Bazerk, about ready to rock To make you tick, tick like a clock Wind you up because I know I could Plus I'm twice as nice and twice as good Fly ladies, in my neighborhood You see, I'm doing it like I should Fly ladies go down and get to the Woody Yes, yes, y'all, to the beat y'all You see, when I was the age of one My papa gave me my very first gun When I was the age of two I was putting out records with the Party Hard Crew When I was the age of three Could no MC mess with me When I was the age of four I was getting more drawers than I bargained for When I was the age of five I was out there talking that fly guy jive When I was the age of six I had fly girls out there pulling tricks When I was the age of seven I shocked the house for my main man Kevin When I was the age of eight I wouldn't hesitate to keep a freak straight When I was the age of nine I had fly girls out there standing in line Just to give me a piece of behind Yes, yes, y'all, to the beat y'all See, when I was the age of ten I went around the world and I'm back again So come alive, sucka-suckers And don't stop, keep on I got 3-6-4 fly girls at my door Knock knock, who is it? she's back for more I opened up the door, I let them inside Right away I caught a big surprise That my nature, huh, began to rise So, let's shake, and dance Because the music of Bazerk, the music of the band The music of the [?] will put you in a trance Yes, yes, y'all, to the beat y'all Keep on, to the break of dawn You go dippy-dippy-dive, so-socialize The freak [?] close, make your nature rise Ashes to ashes, dust to dust You know you don't eat no whitebread crust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust And if you mess with the band, you gotta mess with us So come alive, no jive, y'all And to the beat, y'all, keep on I got a Rolls-Royce, painted white I rock six young ladies each and every night I'm wearing diamond rings that's outta sight I got a bad girl to keep me right I'm throwing down, to rock the house, y'all Keep on, y'all, and to the beat, y'all Well, I was walking down the street trying to find my way When I thought about the illing happened yesterday I got a girl, [?] lovely light But if I see her with a sucker, I'mma snuff her with my right Safe sex, girl, or rated X, girl Bazerk, and I'll make, make your mind swirl Well, I am the sure-shocker, the body-rocker The earthquaking, the disco-shaking The bell-ringing, the morning-singing The crowd-pleaser, the women-teaser I'm the baby-making, [?] shaking The [?] walker, the midnight-stalker I'm the image for the ladies of a sweet-talker The nature-riser, the hypnotizer The [?] maker, the booty-shaker The mind-blower, the philly-roller I'm the king of disaster, no one cuts faster The cut creator, most definitely greater Young ladies, huh, I see you later Five thousand Yo, this one goes out to my man Ron D This one goes out to my man Pee-Wee This one goes out to my man Chocollo Rock Goes out to my man Marquis, [?] Divine, yo, 1983, back in the days, we're in here, know what I'm saying? five thousand, yeah, [?] crazy shout-out to my man Groovy Lou and Butchy T, yo, check it out! Freeport, are you with me? Lakeview, are you with me? Roosevelt, are you with me? Hempstead, are you with me? CI, are you with me? Malverne, are you with me? Uniondale, are you with me? Baldwin, are you with me? Manhattan, are you with me? Brooklyn, are you with me? Queens, are you with me? The Bronx, are you with me? Long Island, are you with me? Peace!