For The Record

CHORUS:
This one’s for the record
This one’s for the record
This one’s for the record

Plenty of bass, plenty of drums
I know what I want – I ain’t dumb
Bustin’ the speakers with a monster sound
The kind of music you can’t turn down (Tell ‘em T.C.)

This one’s for the record (Ya think it ain’t)
This one’s for the record (Yeah, uh uh)

I’m on this beat like white on rice
My beat’s so cold just like ice
Cleaning up the house like Spic ‘N Span
So everybody get up and do that dance
Plenty of bass, plenty of drums
Dum di di dum di di dum dum dum

This one’s for the record
This one’s for the record (I ain’t tone deaf)

I went to Musicland the other day man
I can’t believe I paid $7.98 for some bull man
There he go, there he go every time we say something
He gotta start cussin’

Levi’s the producer and I’m the director
Perfector rap rhyme dance woman inspector
Comin’ to you strong, makin’ it last long
Like a new decade not about to fade
In the 1990’s I will parade
Rap and hip-hop all across the stage
Gonna set the grade, it’s time to get paid

This one’s for the record
This one’s for the record (Y’all didn’t think T.C. could sing ha, ha, ha, ha)
This one’s for the record (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
This one’s for the record (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

And another thang, them ain’t no samples either
Gimme some horns {x4}

T.C. (funky brother) somebody’s callin’ me {x3}
T.C. (ah, maybe it’s your mama)

T.C., I guess I kinda like it but I’m into that new jack
Shut up, girl – what’s wrong with you?
Yeah what’s wrong with you?

Listen girl, ain’t nothing new
You better think James if you wanna know the truth
See I’m real, I got a real band
Matter of fact, they’re the funkiest in the land
Think, they ain’t?
That’s the truth band…T.R.U.T.H

This one’s for the record
This one’s for the record {x 4}

Somebody’s callin’ me {x4}