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- Maestro (Fresh Wes) - 416/905 (T.O. Party Anthem) Lyrics
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- featuring LaToya & Miranda
- [Maestro]
- Who be the brother with the harder rap, sippin' coniac
- You catch a heart attack, rest your cardiac
- I'm takin' over the game, like black quaterbacks
- And guaranteed to put Toronto on the party map
- Mr. Maes' in the flash, out to make a splash
- Take Tyra to the bank, make Stacey wanna dash
- Seen the gate open, I'll be there went it closes
- Black Moses, slashing guns from the roses
- Misdemeanor, blown up like Hiroshima
- I love hip-hop like Scarface loved Gina
- You're appluading this, astrologist
- Words flex like a nidlest
- I'm writin' words like a Novelist
- Paragraph's gonna bury ya
- Make the dance floor move like Jamiriquai
- Get out the area
- Take another blast of this nastiness, you blasphamis
- Adversaries, they master this
- Stylin', I'm a splash you, when I crash through
- (Maestro's on the radio)
- Crash crew knows I'm funky
- Female rappers wanna hump me
- Salt jumped me, I made Pepa wanna bungee
- Knowing that my jams legit, banking chips
- Fort Langdon chicks, love to see me in spankin' whips
- Proper, I was the one who told Mase
- Save Mariah with the chopper, certified Cheif Rocka
- [Chorus: Maestro, LaToya & Miranda]
- 416 to the 905
- Put your hands up in the air, move 'em side to side
- (We don't stop y'all, can't stop y'all, ah T-dot y'all, we make it hot y'all)
- And everybody in the place from east to west
- Put your hands up in the air, move 'em right to left
- (We gonna rock y'all, to the top y'all, you gotta..)
- Come on, come on
- [Maestro]
- Yo yo yo
- I put the afro in the desiac, you're feelin' that
- Fans say "Wes, yo, where's the CD at?"
- Makin' sure the deal's phat
- Suckers try to flex, breakin' necks
- Leave 'em bleedin' like a hemophyliac
- Peep the way the Wes mingle, Toronto sex symbol
- Honey jingle, dancin' to the next single
- They be lovin' when I'm jammin' 'em
- Wham bam, thank you ma'am
- Knock 'em out, Rocky 3, Club Rolagin' 'em
- Bringin' mass to the media, thedia
- Rhymes iller than boulemia, laced with luekemia
- Causin' pandemonium
- Mad Sedonians know, I'm showin 'em
- How to rock the auditorium
- Vocally, I get high like Method Man and Reggie Noble be
- Poetry, laced with my potency
- Deadly with the loose leaf, 2-Rude produced beats
- I chill out, ease back, like Kool Kieth
- [Chorus]
- [LaToya & Miranda]
- Come on and do it
- Do it
- Yeah, come on, right
- Come on and do it
- What you wanna do?
- Unh, what you gonna do?
- Come on and do it
- What you gonna do?
- Maestro, what you gonna do?
- [Maestro]
- I got all these beats and a rhyme's attatched
- Formin' a creation you just can't match
- 2-Rude got the rythym, and I rock mics
- We takin' airpline flights, at huge heights
- We make it hot like a suana
- More dope than marijuana
- Metaphors got kick like Maradona
- Like King Solomon, when I start polyin'
- The whole metropolitan will start followin'
- (the mad flavor kicker)
- Script flipper, rockin' on the higher set
- Watch how hot the fire get
- I score wit' crazy chicks
- Get 'em open like a Martin Scorcese flick
- Then I split to another spot (where?)
- T to the dot, O to the 'nother dot
- Know who makes the party hot
- [Chorus]
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