Yo
Anybody from Harlem should know what I'm talkin
about when I say No Music
Yall thought is was a game
Holla

[Hook]
No music
No music
No music
No music

[Lil Mama]
Who you know spit it hard to a hand clap
She ain't whack, so I tell a corny nigga hear that
To my record label, while I get my hair wrapped
Then I let it fall under my New York Yankee cap

Anybody that know betta, that got chedda, bet go getta
Cuz' yall already know I'm where it's at

And if I'm rollin, I'm ridin
I got my homies beside me
I tell Ben drop me off
He like where its at
I get it poppin, I'm droppin
You know I don't play
You know my swagga's official from what my flow say

And any club, if it's poppin
My record gon' play
Rest in peace to Haze and Lil Zay Zay

L.I.L and the M gon' carry me
16 spit it mean in a kerosene
37 Willix Ave. where you find between
7th Ave. is the block where you find me

[Hook]
No music
No music
No music
No music

[Lil Mama]
Harlem Ha