Here's a Little Something for Ya

Yes, yes, yes

Ill out the gate, I set it off
I suppose you're exposed, so get lost
You break off, cut all connections
Join the sucker MC witness protection

M-M-Mike D
Step off the launch in the place to be
Always on time so I never botch
The tick to the tock of the Mike D watch

Now here's a little something for ya
I'mma drive a little and stall, ya
Don't lose your balance and fall, ya
And if you're feelin' chilly, I'ma get you a shawl

Get ready, get set (Get set, get set)
Place your bet (Your bet, your bet)
What you get (You get, you get)
'Cause I ain't done yet (Done yet, done yet)

Get ready, get set (Get set, get set)
Place your bet (Your bet, your bet)
What you get (You get, you get)
Here's a little something for ya

Honest Mike, what? Honest Mike D
Don't really care if the press likes me
Just speak my conscience, speak my mind
Don't trip and flip and then I stop to find

Queens up front, Brooklyn's in the back
Flack from flak guns, riot squads smoking crack
The odds are stacked for those who lack
Been a lucky motherfucker when it comes to that

I slow roast, I'm steady tappin'
Oh yes, I guess I'm the toast of Manhattan
In Miami, I'm sleazy with John Salley
Shout to André Leon Talley

Get ready, get set (Get set, get set)
Place your bet (Your bet, your bet)
What you get (You get, you get)
'Cause I ain't done yet (Done yet, done yet)

Get ready, get set (Get set, get set)
Place your bet (Your bet, your bet)
What you get (You get, you get)
Here's a little something for ya

This shit is crazy
This shit is crazy

Dr. Carlton Brassiere, a.k.a. Joyce
Dr. Bombay is the ladies' choice
Step on stage to the smoke from dry ice
Every time I bring it twice as nice

Now ease up brethren, take an Excedrin
Only name check to rhyme is Tippi Hedren
I'm undefined, I'm getting much finer
Steady lounging in my La-Z-Boy recliner
Losing it in traffic, amped up on coffee
Like kids going wild after school for Mr. Softee

Like a slice around the corner
Uh, it's sneaking up on ya
Breathing down your neck
Uh, it's creeping up on ya

Get ready, get set (Get set, get set)
Place your bet (Your bet, your bet)
What you get (You get, you get)
'Cause I ain't done yet (Done yet, done yet)

Get ready, get set (Get set, get set)
Place your bet (Your bet, your bet)
What you get (You get, you get)
Here's a little something for ya



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Louis Diamond, Adam Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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