The Doo-Bop Song

Let's kick a verse for my man called Miles 'Cause seems to me he's gonna be 'round for a long while 'Cause he's a multi-talented and gifted musician Who can play any position It's no mystery that you're no risk to me 'Cause I'm the lover and tell your girl to throw a kiss to me And hop in bed and have a fight with the pillow Turn off the lights and let the J give it to ya And let the trumpet blow as I kick this 'Cause rap is fundamental and Miles sounds so wicked A little taste of bebop sound with the backdrop of doo-hop And this is why we can call it the doo-bop Now go ahead and play like a wannabe You know it's gonna be I hate to cut the throats of MC's up in front of me When I'm out blow make the A want to sing My rhymes be shining on brothers Like they flippin' on they high beams And when I just come through You think you bad 'cause somebody has seen you Climbing the tree like Jack Be Nimble Yo, Miles blow the trumpet off the symbol Miles Davis style is different, you could describe it as specific He rip, rage and roar, no time for watchin' Andy Griffith You can (whistle) all you want, go ahead While he take to doo-hop and mix it with bebop Just like a maker in the shoe shop Easy Mo Bee will cream you like the nougat And usually we doo-wop but since Miles wanna cool out You can do that Miles, blow your trumpet Show the people, just when it's to doo-bop