I Can't Make A Mistake - Mc Lyte

[Intro] 

Hehah  yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...come on 

[Chorus] 

I can't make a mistake 
Missing the dancefloor shake 
I gotta get to the floor  I gotta get to the floor 
(2x) 

[MC Lyte] 

Romancing in the dark  I spark the light 
It's allright tonight  I gotta get the mic 
As I smoke the crowd  I spike red eye 
Crippin' them Heinekens  they don't know where they been 
Baby got backseat  rollin' like Tandy 
But you look for good luck, swing in the Expo G 
I mean no harm, but that lucky jog 
You need to ditch it quik, get with the Brooklyn bomb 
I be, we be, pumpin' the spot G 
Wherever we be, we hit directly 
It's been so long, we gotta get it on 
To this song, my song, now sing along come on 

[Chorus] 

[MC Lyte] 

Come here, let's rap 'n taste a little 
Floor's too high, not to jiggle in the middle of tender ?? 
Celphone, all chrome, ???, come home we double chrome 
But I can't make a mistake, hmmm 
Leave the dancefloor now (uhn uhn, no no) 
I'm on this somethin', he bubble in the sugar baby 
Shoulda, woulda, coulda, that ain't need baby 
When I step into ya Miss Rock-y (?) frame 
I change the game, it'll never look the same 
Upstructed, abstracted, my tactic, fantastic 
It's been so long, we gotta get it on 
To this song, my song, now sing along come on 
I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake 

[Chorus] 

[MC Lyte] 

Yeah...here he come, lookin' like he 21 
Knowing damn well, he too could get done 
But he got a partner, and that ain't too hard to fix