| Song | Mystery Man |
| Artist | DJ Jazzy Jeff |
| Album | The Magnificent |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (feat. The Last Emperor) | |
| Bounce wit me y'all (LE) | |
| Bounce wit em y'all | |
| Now check it | |
| Who get it live when the party dies down | |
| Mysterious man showing up in your town | |
| Lyrics like lightning, vocals like thunder | |
| Neighborhood success or the overnight wonder | |
| Uh, precise on mics but nice with the toe-to-toe | |
| A roll big flow, shows out in Kosovo | |
| Between flows and chasing them hoes | |
| I make the crowd get down like its supposed to go | |
| Get down year round glad to see y'all came | |
| In the summertime banging at the b-ball came | |
| In the wintertime kickin rhymes up at my block | |
| With an L in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate | |
| A man for all seasons damn I'm raw even | |
| We set the bar high everybody start reaching, cause . | |
| [chorus] | |
| Who said I couldn't get it down like this | |
| Some tried to get it but they got it like this | |
| Put you in a mix, get your body the twist | |
| Its the mystery man, that the fans cant resist | |
| Six sold M-K-T playin the corner | |
| Ice cold Colt 45, not Corona | |
| Get down see me on the prowl now I'm gonna | |
| Holla at this fine young girl named Sherona | |
| See, morons stalk, I walk right up on her | |
| And make her heart race like the Dodge Daytona | |
| Tired of the neighborhood guys "hey hold up" | |
| How's she get that good lovin feeling when I show up | |
| Down and ride wit me, don't forget me when you blow up | |
| How you gonna walk away from this, sis slow up | |
| The head games is over ma I'm for real | |
| Your ain't Oprah and I'm not Dr.Phil | |
| Despite your size and them serious thighs | |
| The long eyelashes and mysterious eyes | |
| It don't pay to stay away from mysterious guys | |
| That get the girls on the floor and keep the party alive, cause yo .. | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| Now if I wanted I could pump it in every club this week | |
| But I pass cause it only adds to my mystique | |
| If ya think that I'm weak then catch me out in the street | |
| It aint nothing to show me homie man we got this heat | |
| That nigga that got all y'all waitin | |
| To get off the wall and get the bar room shakin | |
| I came to but the party under a rest | |
| And if they like it in the hood, let it pump in the jets | |
| Mystery man, never take my mask off | |
| But when it comes to the raps I can act y'all | |
| Non-stop flow that might flood the dance hall | |
| Peace I'm out, be easy I get at y'all | |
| [DJ Jazzy Jeff scratchin] |
| feat. The Last Emperor | |
| Bounce wit me y' all LE | |
| Bounce wit em y' all | |
| Now check it | |
| Who get it live when the party dies down | |
| Mysterious man showing up in your town | |
| Lyrics like lightning, vocals like thunder | |
| Neighborhood success or the overnight wonder | |
| Uh, precise on mics but nice with the toetotoe | |
| A roll big flow, shows out in Kosovo | |
| Between flows and chasing them hoes | |
| I make the crowd get down like its supposed to go | |
| Get down year round glad to see y' all came | |
| In the summertime banging at the bball came | |
| In the wintertime kickin rhymes up at my block | |
| With an L in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate | |
| A man for all seasons damn I' m raw even | |
| We set the bar high everybody start reaching, cause. | |
| chorus | |
| Who said I couldn' t get it down like this | |
| Some tried to get it but they got it like this | |
| Put you in a mix, get your body the twist | |
| Its the mystery man, that the fans cant resist | |
| Six sold MKT playin the corner | |
| Ice cold Colt 45, not Corona | |
| Get down see me on the prowl now I' m gonna | |
| Holla at this fine young girl named Sherona | |
| See, morons stalk, I walk right up on her | |
| And make her heart race like the Dodge Daytona | |
| Tired of the neighborhood guys " hey hold up" | |
| How' s she get that good lovin feeling when I show up | |
| Down and ride wit me, don' t forget me when you blow up | |
| How you gonna walk away from this, sis slow up | |
| The head games is over ma I' m for real | |
| Your ain' t Oprah and I' m not Dr. Phil | |
| Despite your size and them serious thighs | |
| The long eyelashes and mysterious eyes | |
| It don' t pay to stay away from mysterious guys | |
| That get the girls on the floor and keep the party alive, cause yo.. | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Now if I wanted I could pump it in every club this week | |
| But I pass cause it only adds to my mystique | |
| If ya think that I' m weak then catch me out in the street | |
| It aint nothing to show me homie man we got this heat | |
| That nigga that got all y' all waitin | |
| To get off the wall and get the bar room shakin | |
| I came to but the party under a rest | |
| And if they like it in the hood, let it pump in the jets | |
| Mystery man, never take my mask off | |
| But when it comes to the raps I can act y' all | |
| Nonstop flow that might flood the dance hall | |
| Peace I' m out, be easy I get at y' all | |
| DJ Jazzy Jeff scratchin |
| feat. The Last Emperor | |
| Bounce wit me y' all LE | |
| Bounce wit em y' all | |
| Now check it | |
| Who get it live when the party dies down | |
| Mysterious man showing up in your town | |
| Lyrics like lightning, vocals like thunder | |
| Neighborhood success or the overnight wonder | |
| Uh, precise on mics but nice with the toetotoe | |
| A roll big flow, shows out in Kosovo | |
| Between flows and chasing them hoes | |
| I make the crowd get down like its supposed to go | |
| Get down year round glad to see y' all came | |
| In the summertime banging at the bball came | |
| In the wintertime kickin rhymes up at my block | |
| With an L in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate | |
| A man for all seasons damn I' m raw even | |
| We set the bar high everybody start reaching, cause. | |
| chorus | |
| Who said I couldn' t get it down like this | |
| Some tried to get it but they got it like this | |
| Put you in a mix, get your body the twist | |
| Its the mystery man, that the fans cant resist | |
| Six sold MKT playin the corner | |
| Ice cold Colt 45, not Corona | |
| Get down see me on the prowl now I' m gonna | |
| Holla at this fine young girl named Sherona | |
| See, morons stalk, I walk right up on her | |
| And make her heart race like the Dodge Daytona | |
| Tired of the neighborhood guys " hey hold up" | |
| How' s she get that good lovin feeling when I show up | |
| Down and ride wit me, don' t forget me when you blow up | |
| How you gonna walk away from this, sis slow up | |
| The head games is over ma I' m for real | |
| Your ain' t Oprah and I' m not Dr. Phil | |
| Despite your size and them serious thighs | |
| The long eyelashes and mysterious eyes | |
| It don' t pay to stay away from mysterious guys | |
| That get the girls on the floor and keep the party alive, cause yo.. | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Now if I wanted I could pump it in every club this week | |
| But I pass cause it only adds to my mystique | |
| If ya think that I' m weak then catch me out in the street | |
| It aint nothing to show me homie man we got this heat | |
| That nigga that got all y' all waitin | |
| To get off the wall and get the bar room shakin | |
| I came to but the party under a rest | |
| And if they like it in the hood, let it pump in the jets | |
| Mystery man, never take my mask off | |
| But when it comes to the raps I can act y' all | |
| Nonstop flow that might flood the dance hall | |
| Peace I' m out, be easy I get at y' all | |
| DJ Jazzy Jeff scratchin |