[Verse] Coming through the alley, funky fresh on a mission Nineties rewind, no inhibition Swagger on a hundred, pockets never lighten Chillin' with my homies, yeah, the vibe is hypnotizin' Grimy beats dropping, spinning on the vinyl David B Hooten, yo, a name that you gon' find, oh Grooving with the trumpet, brassy in the roots Hooten on the mic, jazzy in the boots [Verse 2] Check the mic, check the flow, trumpets in the mix Rootin Tootin stylin', turning up the tricks Clock strikes midnight, the night gets thick David B Hooten, y'all, slicker than Rick Step into the cypher, no need for permission Crates full of samples, pure precision From the boombox era, rep it loud and clear Rootin Tootin vibes, it’s the jam of the year [Chorus] My name is, my name is, my name is, Rootin Tootin David B Hooten My name is, my name is, my name is, Rootin Tootin David B Hooten [Verse 3] Kick it old-school, break it down in pieces Verse after verse, hot like fresh releases Hip-hop archaeologist, unearth the beats David B Hooten, blaring out the streets Drop the needle on the groove, spirited and rootin' Eyes on the prize, ain't no substitute in Riding through the rhythms, ain't no disputin' Hooten on the rise, trumpet never lootin' [Bridge] Instrumental bridge, blow the trumpet high Brass notes flying, reaching for the sky David B Hooten, jazzy in the vibe Rootin Tootin rhythm, feelin' so alive Blast it through the speakers, shaking up the room Energy electric, chase away the gloom Hooten on the breakdown, musical communion Rootin Tootin anthem, global union [Chorus] My name is, my name is, my name is, Rootin Tootin David B Hooten My name is, my name is, my name is,
