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Chasing Maria
04:07
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(Intro)
Catch
Me
If
You
Can
(Verse 1)
Backtrack to '85, had it all planned out
Sunny June afternoon, knew that it would pan out
Building up enough nerve, let too many minutes go
Now it was the time to tell her everything she didn't know
How I scribbled love letters all while the teacher taught
How she was the only girl I had this many dreams or thoughts
Maybe she would dig quirky dudes wearing suits to school
But when the smoke cleared, I was just a stupid fool
This is not Pole Position played on Ataris
Way outta my lane, she’s in Magnum's Ferrari
Practiced on the Autobahn, Talladega's child's play
Beauty's 250 miles an hour on a mild day
I just learned to ride a bike, nah, not a ninja, but a BMX
Barely offa training wheels, laughing when she see him next to her
Sweating out that Sunday school blazer
Tickled by the courage of this funny new racer
Eight miles, one shot, all I need to grace her
Wheels keep spinning though with no trace of brake dust
When a pretty girl's traveling at lightspeed
I'ma need som'n a little faster than a five-speed
(Chorus 1)
Chase her, all I do is chase her
Pedal to the metal, but I can't keep the pace up (I'm sayin’ though)
Won’t you slow down, baby, slow down
I wish that you would slow down, baby, slow down, unh
Speed up, all she do is speed up
Laughing all the way, knowing I will never keep up (you playin’ though)
Won’t you slow down, baby, slow down
I wish that you would slow down, take it slow
(Verse 2)
I done dodged potholes and blocked roads in Broncos and Tahoes
But still she one-ups me in Murcielagos
She'll fly out to Lagos, pop up in Largo
But then I can't find her like red stripes and Waldo
One minute, her honey brown hair's flowing in the wind
Dropped the top on the Miata, going for a spin
Next minute, looking like the newest Girl 6
Donuts in the Z, leaving digits in a whirlwind
She's been a caramel, pouty-lipped driver
I'm chasing in a Pacer, but she Dodged me in a Viper
She turned into a chocolate girl, debonair and daring
I borrowed a Camaro, but her flair was a McClaren
She's even been a redhead, blonde and a brunette
Bugatti, Maserati, or a product made in Munich
A busted radiator while I'm whipping out a tool kit
Screaming out the window, "What the eff is that, a Pewjit?”
You mean Peugeot? “Either way, move, Joe
You ain't got enough juice, chuck deuce, too slow”
Even if I had Knight Rider in Pursuit Mode?
“Boy please, arm reach? Need to be Manute Bol’s"
(Chorus 1)
Chase her, all I do is chase her
Pedal to the metal, but I can't keep the pace up (I'm sayin’ though)
Won’t you slow down, baby, slow down
I wish that you would slow down, baby, slow down, unh
Speed up, all she do is speed up
Laughing all the way, knowing I will never keep up (you playin’ though)
Won’t you slow down, baby, slow down
I wish that you would slow down, take it slow
(Verse 3)
I've dreamed of her gullwings flying up, long legs stretching out
Red bottom bandit with the perfect body edging out
Long hair waving like a checkered flag finish
Hope in 29 years, she'll remember last sentence
And from my admissions, maybe she will grant wishes
Rectify the math: minus bad disses, add kisses
But only math she know is how fast she go
She's used to saying Audi when your game don't Geo
But Mrs. G-O-I-N-G-S
Said if I'd have caught Maria, might've been some BS
A braggadocious swag, bloviated self
Knowing I could bag it, stroke and dash, I would hate myself
Feeling ji entitled every time a pretty woman comes along
I'd treat her like a hooker, stuffing hundreds in her thong
And it's wrong, besides, she might be out for Rodeo
It isn't in your make to be her Alfa Romeo
She's stock car racing
Time to end my subscription to her Motor Trends and stop car chasing
Matter fact, headlights, bra chasing
It’s just a lot of time wasted
(Chorus 2)
Chase her, all I do is chase her
Pedal to the metal, but I can't keep the pace up (I'm sayin’ though)
Won’t you slow down, baby, slow down
I wish that you would slow down, baby, slow down, unh
Speed up, all she do is speed up
Laughing all the way, knowing I will never keep up (you playin’ though)
Won’t you slow down, baby, slow down
I wish that you would slow down, baby, slow down, unh
(Outro)
Yeah
The bottom line is
Every girl that looks good
Ain't a good look for you
I know you ain't gon' move with Joe
But you could still move to it though
I know you ain't you ain't gon' move with Joe
But you could still move to it though
Unh
Yeah
Ain’t a good look for you
I know you ain't gon' move with Joe
But you could still move to it though
I know you ain't you ain't gon' move with Joe
But you could still move to it though
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(Intro 1)
Wooooooooo
It’s Joey time, aye
This the one, man
Aye, I gotta apologize
For showing up late again
But while you say the party’s almost over
I say that it’s just beginning
Throwback, tell ‘em what it is
(Verse 1 – A.J. Throwback)
Lipstick and liquor stainin’ fresh tees
Tight-fittin’ jeans make the flesh weak
Wet floor caution for the sweat beads
Guests' feet speak in slang to the best beats
Unh, but in the middle of this crowded space
Unh, a loose booty and a smilin’ face
But big homie laughs if they clown or hate
Ninth cloud up in 7th Heaven, he done found the place
He's up on a planet called Liberation
Reach up? Baby, plan to get a better spaceship
Geek stuck to his heater, no participation
But eased up, now he's leader of this rhythm nation
Freaks love how he moves, not a minute wasted
Because he snuck in with a little lateness
How late, the debate is ten years
But he locks down the floor like it's been his
(Chorus)
Even if I'm late to the party, I can still dance
But i gotta make it to the party for a real chance
Ain't no chillin’, being cool like a ceiling fan
Even if your feet are on fire, gotta still dance, let's go
We got thirty more minutes, get them hands up
We got twenty more minutes, get them hands up
We got ten more minutes, get them hands up
Even if we down to five minutes, get them hands up
(Verse 2 – A.J. Throwback)
Rewind, 87 was the time
House party contests, won himself a couple dimes
Dancing wasn't on his mind as a thing that he would love
Spent his money on them Cherry 7UPs and Reese cups, speed it up
'91 to '94, that was past tense
Dances with crass kids? He was absent
Scared of beats like his feet won't pick up
So how he gon’ get down if he won't get up
Awwww, but three sweet years later
Surprising everybody how their meek peer came up
The go-gos made him hungry, got his deep fears ate up
Now he like, "Baby, peep what these feet here made of"
So as long as he done waited, he ain't leavin’ quick
A second doesn't stress him in the least bit
Get that Evian ready if you keepin’ up
He'll be still crankin’ when they sweepin’ up
(Chorus)
Even if I'm late to the party, I can still dance
But i gotta make it to the party for a real chance
Ain't no chillin’, being cool like a ceiling fan
Even if your feet are on fire, gotta still dance, let's go
We got thirty more minutes, get them hands up
We got twenty more minutes, get them hands up
We got ten more minutes, get them hands up
Even if we down to five minutes, get them hands up
(Intro 2)
You know I couldn’t show up late and not bring one of the homies along
Klutch Da Rapper, tell ‘em what it is
(Verse 3 – Klutch Da Rapper)
I step up in the party, fresh, ready to mingle
Salute the DJ ‘cause he playin’ my single
For three days, get it poppin’ like Pringles
Girl, shake that body for me, move it to the beat
See my young kings groovin’, they gon make you beat your feet
I just give ‘em a two step like gangstas do
Tell the bartender send another bucket, yup
I’m gettin’ errybody drunk, yeah, we tryna twerk somethin’
Put your hands in the air like it’s a stick-up
Look up in VIP, yeah, we gettin’ lit up
I see some pretty fine ladies just came my way
I thought I came to this party late, man, it just started
Throwback, he hit me up so I could lace this track
She dirty girl windin’, really throwin’ it back
Got the whole club on their feet, man, it’s hot and it’s packed
Hands wavin’ like, “DJ, RUN THAT BACK!”
(Chorus)
Even if I'm late to the party, I can still dance
But i gotta make it to the party for a real chance
Ain't no chillin’, being cool like a ceiling fan
Even if your feet are on fire, gotta still dance, let's go
We got thirty more minutes, get them hands up
We got twenty more minutes, get them hands up
We got ten more minutes, get them hands up
Even if we down to five minutes, get them hands up
(Outro)
Yep...yep
Yeah…keep 'em up
The party always lasts
As long as you want it to last
Even if we got four minutes, put them hands up
Even if we got three minutes, get them hands up
Even if we got two minutes, get them hands up
Even if we down to one minute, get them hands up, let me see ‘em
Yep...yeah
A-dot, J-dot, uh huh
Shoutout to Klutch Da Rapper
That’s how we do it, man
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A.J. Throwback Silver Spring, Maryland
D.C.-born artist A.J. Throwback has produced for The Healacist, Ransom Rellic, Klutch Da Rapper, BRIXX, DH MVJOR, Lady Cee, Debo Wayne, Mic Mountain, Anaymous Touch & Night Train 357. He has released two mixtapes, two beat tapes, two EPs, and was creator, DJ & co-host w/ Ramsey Brown of 'BARS'. In 2024, he released two R&B instrumental singles, "Something New" & "Fluent in My Language". ... more
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