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Just Swingin

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Just Swingin

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INTRO [Maestro Fresh Wes] {Ebony MC}

Ahh yes

Swinging along, just swinging ahh yeah

Me and my main man Ebony MC {Right about now}

Just swinging along {We just swinging along}

Ah yeah, special shout out {Bust it}

[Maestro Fresh Wes] {Ebony MC} (Both)

We rock the mic {We rock the mic well}

We rock the mic {We rock the mic}

Well, we rock the mic and (We rock the mic well)

(1) for the treble (2) for the bass

Come on Ebony MC help me rock the place

{Ebony MC}

We be waiting, playing, anticipation

The next new rhyme that I be creating

For '89 I decided to fix, my rhymes

To make them fresher, to cook under pressure

To be on top and never be the lesser

I'm the animal, uh the hunter

To go getter of a guy

I am the best of the west the beast of the east

Some people call me lazy, but that's alright

I like to lie around talk around, fun around

Sleep, get comfortable and even relax

'Til my sleep meter reaches the ultimate max

To live without my waterbed would be ?????

'Til the party roles around my...

[Maestro]

Well, I'll never be a peddler, never be a bagger

I'm not Jimmy Walker, but I'm not a Swarteneger

You know I got the build of a regular man

I'm not a J.J., but not no Conan

Just Maestro, not second or third

I eat at Burger King 'cause I'm not Herb

And if your name happens to be Herb

Just say {I'm not the Herb you're looking for, Word}

I hate to meet mothers, hat e to meet fathers

They all want me to marry their daughters

It happens to me almost everyday

A girl will take me to her crib and this is what she'll say

'Mom and dad this is Wes' and I'll say hi

Ma will pinch me on the cheek like I'm mom's apple pie

Dad says 'I'm pleased to meet you, I'm Mr. Jones'

'You the most decent chap Janine's brought home'

'Would you like to have a beer?'

No thanks just juice

'Grandma woke up, we'll have to introduce'

'Oh, by the way call me pa, we love to make you our son-in-law'

See what I mean they won't leave me alone

I just wanted to jump in Janine's pretty little bones

Janine said 'grandma, this is Wes'

Grammy said 'hi' I guess she was deaf

I said, hi my name is Wes, 'did you say Fresh?'

That's right Fresh Wes, I drank the juice and I left

{Ebony MC}

Well I was walking downtown and I saw this whore

She had a body like a two by four

She came on over, asked for my number

I said, no ho, all you want is my lumber

No, no baby I won't be doing that

You won't see me stroking no street corner cat

'Cause I'm an arcade junkie, my rhymes are funky

My beats and rhymes rocked Humpty Dumpty

MCs want to thump me, girls want to jump me

My face is smooth and never ever lumpy

(*Laughter*)

[M] That was good, that was good

{E} Yo, Wes drop that Snow White story man

Go ahead, drop it

[Maestro]

Check it out

I remember a story, when I was small

About Snow White and the seven Dwarves

Well, if you ask me, I know that couldn't be true

If I was one of them I knew exactly what I'd do {What, what?}

The story that was told was totally wack

Snow White was a freak and the dwarves were black

She lived in a house, you could probably figure

What she be doing with a bunch of horny niggas

Doc, Dopey, Grumpy, Sneezy

Come one, come on, come on she was sleazy

Happy, Sleepy and my brother Bashful

Made sure Snow White got her mouthful

{Ebony MC}

Well I'm the cutest looking guy, I like to say

Conceded you call me, but that's okay

I've often thought about posing for ceterfolds

The girl designed me and they broke the mold

Part of the creation, what can I say

They even made up an Ebony playmate

You know I always keep the body looking fine

The dimple, the smile, nothing out of line

No dirt in the dimples, I keep the face neat

No sugar in the body, I eat the Shredded Wheat

I use the eye drops to keep the eyes clean

Hair so fine I use Ultra-sheen

The buttock firm, the girls enjoy that

No need for exercise I don't collect fat

The feet are large and the jewels look great

You could try to change but you're late get laid

Wish you were me but that could never be

First of all your name is not Ebony MC

[Maestro]

Well, I'm not too big, not too small {Average}

Not too short, but I'm not that tall {5'9" 5'10"}

I'm not a heavy guy and my head ain't bald

As I drive the girls up the wall

I had a girl and her name was Judy

Judy had a super dope big fat booty {Big fat booty}

Everything was cool and everything was okay

Until I met this freak named Shebon {Shebon} the other day

Shebon had a shape like an hourglass

Real fine legs with ... {let's just pass}

Although she looked young, she was an older girl

Thick like Judy with Malaysian curl

Judy had night school onec a week

So that would be the night I'd rock that freak

Well that night I went over to Shebon's place

And to the bedroom we quickly laid

Then I rocked her, oh my, and took a rest

I saw a picture of a child on her bedroom chest {Easy}

I took a good look and I felt so bad

'Cause it was a portrait of Judy at her Grade 8 grad

Torn between two lovers {It's okay Wes, It's okay}

Feeling like a fool {Don't cry man}

I just fucked Judy's mother, and Judy's in night school

Like Keith I make the ladies Sweat

What yo learn about women, I'm trying to forget

I wrote a love jam, now the girls are drooling

I play like Heavy D boy, (just coolin')

Like Laverte, I'm the love expert

No time for casanova but I clock 'nuff skirts

To be blousing, my rhyme arouses

Like blue violets and red rouses

{We rock the mic} we rock the mic {Well}

{We rock the mic} we rock the mic {Well}

{We rock the mic} we rock the mic {Well}

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