Yo Wreckx-N-Effect
In full effect!
(Burn it up!)
[Verse 1]
It's the New Jack Swing
Was it something wrong that she can clean?
All you gotta do is c'mon and sing
Word for word, all the lyrics that I bring
And if you feel the swing in your body
When you step in cool inside a party
Watching all the girls just b**ping like hotties
They have humps that's better than Ferrari's
So I gotta try these
Dancing with a girl on my lap
I was chancing, hoping she was the type for romancing
But my rap needed a little enhancing
Because this girl needed some answering
Nothing I said, I started to complain and turning red
Then I told her just to be about Ted
She gave a wink
But can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing
Chorus:
[singers in background]
Can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing
[Verse 2]
1-2-3 I named it New Jack Swing
Yes, T.R., is my name
Making you girls, do my thing
It's the way, I entertain, baby
I'm on the beat you like
Yes, that's right, it's outta sight
All the b**ps are very high
Yes, T.R. is grooving it right
I got Keith Sweat, Heavy D.
To-day, Mo Dee
B. Sure, and my man Bobby Brown
I got Cinnamon, Redhead
Boy George, James
Deejay, and my hooome-booooys Guy
[Chorus - singers sing in background and Teddy "yep-yep"-ing ]
Can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing
(burn it up!)
[Verse 3]
Back to the matter, The New Jack Swing
It's the sound that can flatter
Even if the sound around town doesn't give a
Same type of feeling that this one delivers
So your body shivers
So bad, so dope big metal thing you wish you had
b**ping your feeling from glad to sad
But your not getting offensive
Just chill and get whipped by the New Jack Swing
Chorus:
[singers in background]
Can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing
In full effect!
(Burn it up!)
[Verse 1]
It's the New Jack Swing
Was it something wrong that she can clean?
All you gotta do is c'mon and sing
Word for word, all the lyrics that I bring
And if you feel the swing in your body
When you step in cool inside a party
Watching all the girls just b**ping like hotties
They have humps that's better than Ferrari's
So I gotta try these
Dancing with a girl on my lap
I was chancing, hoping she was the type for romancing
But my rap needed a little enhancing
Because this girl needed some answering
Nothing I said, I started to complain and turning red
Then I told her just to be about Ted
She gave a wink
But can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing
Chorus:
[singers in background]
Can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing
[Verse 2]
1-2-3 I named it New Jack Swing
Yes, T.R., is my name
Making you girls, do my thing
It's the way, I entertain, baby
I'm on the beat you like
Yes, that's right, it's outta sight
All the b**ps are very high
Yes, T.R. is grooving it right
I got Keith Sweat, Heavy D.
To-day, Mo Dee
B. Sure, and my man Bobby Brown
I got Cinnamon, Redhead
Boy George, James
Deejay, and my hooome-booooys Guy
[Chorus - singers sing in background and Teddy "yep-yep"-ing ]
Can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing
(burn it up!)
[Verse 3]
Back to the matter, The New Jack Swing
It's the sound that can flatter
Even if the sound around town doesn't give a
Same type of feeling that this one delivers
So your body shivers
So bad, so dope big metal thing you wish you had
b**ping your feeling from glad to sad
But your not getting offensive
Just chill and get whipped by the New Jack Swing
Chorus:
[singers in background]
Can't believe a thing about the New Jack Swing