[INTRO — CREEPY WHISPER / NO BEAT] One, two… Miss Robinson coming for you. Three, four… Better watch when she comes through the door. Five, six… She ’bout to make the whole room shake. Seven, eight… Step aside, it’s a little too late. Nine, ten… Miss Robinson’s back at it again. (Laugh) [BEAT CUTS IN — HARD 808s / HEAVY DRUMS] “Miss Robinson… you ready?” “LET’S GET IT!” ⸻ [VERSE 1] Ayo! Walk in— boom. Whole room— shake. Mrs. Robinson— know the name. When I step in, change the game. I don’t do too much, I let my presence speak. One look, two steps, now they watching me. I got that New York in me, you can hear it when I talk. Got that fire in my step, you can see it when I walk. I came in with a mission, I ain’t leaving ‘til it’s done. Beat knocking in my chest, now I’m ready— here I come! (Uh!) No hesitation. No second guess. I came in this room to give you my best. I been counted out— count me again. Every time they thought I stopped, I came back ten. One for the pressure, two for the pain, three for the lessons that strengthened my name. Four for the nights I had to stand alone, five for the times I had to find my own. Now the beat hit— I hit right back. Mrs. Robinson in the building— NOW LET’S GET TO THAT! ⸻ [HOOK] One, two— Miss Robinson coming for you! Three, four— Better watch when she comes through the door! Five, six— She ’bout to make the whole room shake! Seven, eight— Step aside, it’s a little too late! Nine, ten— Miss Robinson’s back at it again! MISS ROBINSON! ⸻ [VERSE 2] I got that New York walk, got that New York sound, When I step in the spot, better know who’s around. I done learned my lessons, I done paid my dues, Now I move with purpose, I got nothing to prove. I’m a woman with a story, I’m a woman with a name, Every chapter that I lived put some fire in my flame. They can watch from the side, they can talk, they can stare, But when I step on that stage— better know I’m prepared. (Uh-huh!) (That’s right!) (Mrs. Robinson!) (Let’s go!) I don’t run from pressure, I was built in the heat, Put the struggle in the rhythm, put the pain in the beat. God kept me covered when I couldn’t see the road, Now I’m walking like a woman who already knows her code. ⸻ [BRIDGE — BEAT DROPS LOW] One… two… Miss Robinson coming through… Three… four… You know what she came here for… Five… six… Whole room moving when the bassline hits… Seven… eight… No turning back, it’s already too late… Nine… ten… MISS ROBINSON! [BEAT SLAMS BACK IN] ⸻ [FINAL VERSE] Now turn me up, let the whole room feel it, This ain’t just a song, I’m the one who’s gon’ build it. From the hard days to the woman I became, I put my life in these bars, put my heart in my name. Mrs. Robinson— remember that sound. When I step in the room, I don’t back down. Ten toes planted, head held high, God on my side— now watch me fly. (Let’s go!) (Uh!) (You ready?) (Miss Robinson!) [OUTRO — CREEPY WHISPER] One, two… Miss Robinson coming for you… (evil laugh) MISS ROBINSON.
