- Song Name: The Hype
- Artist Name: Erick Sermon
- Album: No Pressure
- Songwriters: Allen Mcgrier, David L Spradley, Erick Sermon, Garry M Shider, George Jr Clinton, Teena Marie Brockert
- Release Date: 1993.01.01
- Label: Def Jam
LYRICS FOR "The Hype"
Here's a little story I gots to tell
Hype
Check it out one
It's the beat
It's the beat
Peace to my niggards
Like that
Sunday's here
And the club's packed and s***
Pick up the phone
Need me a b**** man
Check this here
Right around the parking lot
I'll see you soon in about twelve hours
It's the hype yo
Word
Parlay and I stepped out hardcore
I tipped the boy park the car in the front
Not the back
I walked inside
That's me
Man
Sat by the wall
My boys
Oh no
So I paused for the cause G
Hi
Sat beside me
Talkin' b*******
Basically
So I pulled out my ink pen and exchanged the phone digits
Gimme a call when you get to your crib
So I can get directions
She smiled and left
I'm no jokin' when the E blows the smoke in
Check the Rolex
The waitress came over in a pair of black spandex
Gave me a look like
Yes
It's the hype
I asked her
So I stormed the b**** like a blizzard
Can I take you home? Sure meet me in the parking lot
I'll flash my high beams
She came out
Cool like that and stacked like that
She jumped in with a wide open grin
Before I went to her crib
Got to his house and gave him dap
He knew what time it was
Got to her house
I asked her who was home
Walked upstairs
With one skylight
She wasted no time
Grabbed for the bozack
Took off our clothes
I heard someone knockin'
It was her sister
It's the same girl
That's your sister? Oh I didn't know
And they both screamed
With a devilish grin and the other sister jumped in
That's the hype
That's the hype
One
It's the hype yo
Word em up it's the hype
Yo
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