Who Got the Vybe

Who got the vibe (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Yeah) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Yeah) Young Queenie La And please don't forget the soul Lyrically inclined From my fro until my toes Brooklyn till I die yeah You know how it goes (And if you don't know) (Now you know) Pass the microphone Let me spit a little bit Hop hip to the hits That I kick don't trip Stick to the script Like chip does to dip Plus I never met another Who could do me like this Not talking bout' a lover On another hand I men't there is no other man Or woman who could be you Like you be you Do you understand Bring you the peace Love and harmony From London to Japan Don't forget about the mother land Who got the vibe (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Yeah) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Yeah) Can I kick it? (Yes you can) Can I kick it? (Yes you can) Can I kick it? (Yes you can) Well I'm gone (Gone then) Let me kick it for those Who never got a Chance to dance or sing Living up before the day ends Never know what it Could bring could bring Yeah But anyways Just spark the blue and yellow Blowing la la with The windows up To make the car mellow Hello I am Queenie But you know you see me You see me Im not who you wanna be Just be the Epitome of you You know the hate soon done Still holding on You that day soon come (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Yeah) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Who got the vibe yea give it to me) (Yeah)