Ave Mucho (feat. Bran Van 3000)

Ya know, ya see Supposed we was to raise the bar Take the parts and make them raw Take the parts and make them whole Slip the mother fucker back to burning soul, ya see Makin' love on the telephone With the whole game watching Turn around and say: "What these crazy fools do when I turned my last back? They was looking over but the crews still down", see I was thinking we could work it out We could bump this shit all over town We could right that hit, girl Flip that script, girl Get that paper people bound Ya know We the ones that keep on reachin' Triple checkin' Downtown beekin' Hold it now Lettin' old school jeans in Put the love in fantasyin' When the beat drops And the peeps lock That's when we go Owwwwwwww You know Candy floss, we brought This exhibition ride Reason for the party To have a drink outside Take a whiff off the riff And get on that ride We got these pretty young things to come and lotion the slide For time that flies Hips that glide Ice that's thin and The ass that's wide Late night, body tight Bonafied vibration Feeling right to the morning light Out of sight without debation Music got ya moving in your club position Wind on my face Sun on my back I like a record button on a fresh layed track Cool under pressure Check the playback Doesn't matter where I'm from It's where I'm at With my cat in this hat With a dug out of bats We got the sun shining down singing tit for tat And that's that That's that!!!! When the beat drops And the peeps lock That's when we go Owwwwwwww