"On The House Tip" lyrics

House music in your face
Grab yourself a partner find a space
On the dance floor here's your chance for
Jumpin' and bumpin', I'm pumpin'
Funky lyrics on a funky track
Ashey Ace never playin' the back
I get hyper I'm that type of
Brother to turn you out and make you shout!
I get flip at the lip when I grip
The microphone and get bad to the bone
A-S-H-E-Y A-C-E
Gets raw on the house T-I-P

Jump-jump-jump-jump-jump to
House music
House music all night long

Scott G it's me the incredible
Girls say I'm edible, I never fed a bull
Crap line to any, just plenty
Of rhymes that attack the wack and I don't lack
Creativiry I somp the comp!
They can't get with the man who's gifted
The capital S-C-O DOUBLE T-I-E-G THE DOUBLE E
Is who I be!
Down with Marky the dope style creator
Donnie D and M-Lou made A
Group that drops more bombs than a battleship
The Funky Bunch is on the house tip!

DJ T I get nice
When I scratch cut slice and dice
Any arena, I'm a get meaner
Roast the rest like Oscar Meyer Weiners
I just flex the wrist, I get checks for this
No other DJ can stand next to this
You talk about something you can't touch
DJ T'S just too much!
When I clutch the Mic I boost the juice
And pump the funk to get you loose
Wild as the Duce and I rip
The roof off the mother... on the house tip

What the hell? What the @*#? What the heck?
Hector the Booty Inspector's in full effect
I melt 'cause they're weak at the knees
Call yourself dancin? Please!
You can't get with this, so don't step to this
You're lookin' like girls with your Jheri Curl kits
Down with the Bunch and my level won't slip
Yeah, I'm on the house tip!