[Intro Tairrie B] Quincy D, my mellow, my mentor, my man Why dont you rock that beat So they can jock this jam? Tairrie Bs at bat, I rap, I dont sing The beat is a pitch, so lets swing [Verse 1 Tairrie B] Swingin Wit T is the title of my jam With the mic in hand yo, you can call it slammin Smooth, like the groove thats rockin Il bust a move on a man but never jock him Sock him, if he gets outta hand Why? Cause Tairrie Bs the one in command And im flowin, throwin down to a dope sound Suped up by snoop underground Is how we do it, so the suckas cant find it Me and D, were funky dope minded So when you see us steppin up on the set You play the back, .jack, or you jet Like a bomb thats tickin ready to explode Ts cold kickin ready to unload Another episode, with the posse clique Like a Saturday matinee, Mae West flick I push it, punch it, pump it with poise Plug the mic and belt, bump it boys So bring the noise its time to do dustin Swing the rhyme and Imma keep bustin! [Verse 2 Tairrie B] [Sample?] is what the critics say about me So all you punk little suckas that doubt me Get real and let me tell ya the deal A female emcee tryna get with me Shell get slapped with the rap that I recite Ladylike, left to right back and forth on the mic Cause Im an emcee, not a singer or actress Droppin method on the track and the fact is I wear sweats not a stone washed wack dress And my man Schoolly D well he backs this doll Cause Im the gangstas moll Swingin ya the femme fatale roll call Martinez is the manager my girls are hype Im the emcee yeah you got that So if you wanna swing you came to the right dame The female mob boss Tairrie Bs the name! [Verse 3 Tairrie B] Now when youre Swingin Wit T Youre with the rap sex symbol Wrapped around my finger like a ring or a thimble Im a diamond cause they are forever On the mic my rhymins on time and Ill never Stop or get dropped lookin like an Athletic I look so good the others look pathetic They need a medic Cause they soft and they cant hang So just step off sucka its my thang Aint about white or black, fact The T is in tact and the B is the backbone Known and prone to get busy Leave the men dizzy like Monroe in her time But in the 90s Gentlemen Prefer Rhyme Los Angeles get with this And NYC, why even try to dis? Its where youre at and not where youre from So when youre Swingin wit T you get none! [Verse 4 Tairrie B] Well if you missed my rhyme punk better by the book Rappin comes from the mind and not from the look So when you look my way, word to the mother... Dont judge the book by the cover No other woman can rock the way I do So consider yourself just confide to Cold housin the joint and Ill slide you To a point where others just tried to Never run outta breathe cause Imma a pro at.. Swingin def lyrics, but you know that Not the type of girl that other girlies wanna battle I get amped, trample tramps like cattle And then, I ride away side saddle And yo, thatll be the end of the battle As you stand there sprung with that look on your face That says damn... Tairrie B swung the place! [Outro Tairrie B] Yeah, we swinging in 90 Just like Jose Canseco Aint that right Joe? Stop the show
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