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| Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It From the Album - Big Willie Style On your mark ready set let's go dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit just can't sit gotta get jiggy wit it ooh that's it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye you gotta Prada bag with alotta stuff in it give it to your friend let's spin everybody lookin' at me glancin' the kid wishin' they was dancin' a jig here with this handsome kid ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it illway the an-may on the ance-day oor-flay givin' up jiggy make it feel like foreplay yo, my car, yo its Infinite- ha ha Big Willie Style's all in it Gettin' Jiggy Wit It Chorus: na na na na na na na nana na na na na nana gettin jiggy wit it repeat 3x what you wanna ball with the kid watch your step you might fall trying to do what I did mama-unh mama-unh I'ma come closer in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub, unh no love for the haters, the haters mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers see me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this your highness only mad chicks ride in my whips south to the west to the east to the north bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off ah yes yes y'all and ya don't stop in the winter or the (summertime) I makes it hot gettin jiggy wit 'em Chorus eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift who's the kid in the drop who else Will Smith livin' that life some consider a myth rock from south street to one two fifth women used to tease me give it to me now nice and easy since I moved up like George and Wheezy cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum never see Will attackin' 'em rather play ball with Shaq and um, flatten 'em psyche kiddin' you thought I took a spill but I didn't trust the lady of my life she hittin' hit her with a drop top with the ribbon crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly you trying to flex on me don't be silly getting jiggy wit it Chorus | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Pras f/ Ol' Dirty Bastard,& Mya - Ghetto Superstar [ODB] | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Pras f/ Ol' Dirty Bastard,& Mya - Ghetto Superstar [ODB]Man man, look up at the skyAll the stars man, the stars is beautiful tonightLook at em!Chorus: MyaGhetto superstar, that is what you areComin from afar, reachin for the starsRun away with me, to another placeWe can rely on each other, uh-huhFrom one corner, to another, uh-huh[Pras]Uh, yeah, yo, yoSome got, hopes and dreams, we got, ways and meansThe surpreme dream team, always up with the schemesFrom hubcaps to sellin raps, name your themeMy rise to the top, floatin on this creamWho the hell wanna stop me, I hated those who doubt meA million ReFugees with unlimited warrantiesBlack Ceasar, dating top skeezersDiplomatic legalese, no time for a VisaThey just begun, I'ma shoot them one by oneGot five sides to me, somethin like a pentagonStrike with the forces of King SolomonLettin bygones be bygones, and so on, and so onI'ma teach this cat, how to live in the ghettoKeepin it retro-spective from the get goLay low, let my mind shine like a haloP-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the deelowChorus[Ol' Dirty Bastard]One two, and you don't stop, yoMy eyes is sore, bein a senatorBehind closed doors hittin truth to the seafloorThe rich go North ignore, the tug of warWhile the kids are poor, open new and better drug storesSo I became hardcore, couldn't take it no moreI'ma reveal EVERYTHING, change the lawI find myself, walkin the streetsTryin to find what's really goin on in the streets[Pras]Yea, yo, yo, yoNow every dog got his day, needless to sayWhen the chief away that's when them cats want to playI told you, mess around you fools like Cassius ClayStretch my heater make you do a pas de bourreeKick your balls like Pele, pick em doin balletPeak like Dante, broader than BroadwayGet applause like a matador, cry yellin !Ole!Who the hell wanna save me, from B.K., to CaliCome onChorus[Pras]Yeah... yo, yeahJust when you thought it was safe in a common placeShowcase your finest is losin fast in the horse raceTwo faced, gettin defaced, out like ScarfaceThrow your roll money, let me put on my screwface[Ol' Dirty Bastard]Well I'm paranoid at the things I saidWonderin what's the penalty from day to day, I'm hangin outpartyin with girls that never die, you see I waspickin on the small fries, my campaign tellin liesWas just spreadin my love, didn't know my lovewas the one holdin the gun and the gloveBut it's all good as long as it's understandIt's all together now, in the hoodChorus[Pras]Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huhYeahAll Stars, yeah yeah yeahChorus |
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