Lyrics:
shit's real
Get your ass strapped up in the field
Youngin' should've let your muscle build
Broken jaws and them stars be the evidence
Just another nigga
promise we gon' finna' take your spot
And set it off
(Yuh)
And thats just how we finna' do it
I get mean on this shit
Vagabond finna' lose it
Y'all agree
get a message saying that you wasn't well
You had some kind of lump on your neck
Could I meet her at the hospital just to check?
Here's where shit got
**** havin' thangs, man
I gotta get it, I, I gotta get it, get it
I was standin' on the corner **** ****
Tryna make it do what it do
Just another young
forget to fix a plate
Jesus fed 5,000
I'm just trying to get my servings straight
Everybody eat
We live by the words we say
Make the call it's a go fam
Power!
Mower
Power!
5 dollar bitchcore
Fuck you
Let's get dirty!
I leave my money in the club
Let's groove bitch
Oh let's get dirty tonight
you know there's so much here in store
You gotta take what's yours and get up off the floor
Open up the door, and then fly to the sky
What's next for
taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just start to chase your dreams
taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just start to chase your dreams
floor
Now everybody let your hands go
Don't hold back, mama move, move
This right here the new groove, groove
So easy, and so smooth, smooth
We can get
to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks,
groove works
Yeah the truth hurts, still
Had to make it up to Kathmandu
See the light get burned scoop facts and move
In a new direction contemplating new
Just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now hit me
Ya, just hit me
Just start to chase your
eyes[02:26.40]Baby don't stop[02:27.42]Don't stop, keep groovin'[02:29.21]Mesmerized by the way that you movin'[02:32.11]Nobody do it better[02:33.66]Gotta get myself
you ain't in the move
Then you ain't in the groove
Get your mood
Get your groove
Find you tide
Ride it smooth
Play it cool
Play it cool
Play it
fuck you ride on up
so get up and get a move on
and get your groove on
its the D-R-E the spectacula'
interparty i go for your neck
so call me Blackula
gonna give my all
Leave that 9 to 5 up on the shelf
Let your hair hang down enjoy yourself
While we dancing to the beat of love
Let us groove
into that five story building
I tell you five stories before it happens
And then I get it cracking
These guys are lying
They go together like raw meat
of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song
hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
Body moves, the battles, bullets,
stacking meal tickets
Gotta close another deal that's how I still get it
Full commission, Pitchin promo shit to get your wheels spinning
Blowing up your
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Play it play it for me
Close your
Who that in my eyes some Clampett eaten away by fungi
Another virus disease, at ease, quick to lead a strike against Haiti
When half your army in
girl...gotta let me know, what your heart is feelin'
It's the way you look, the way you talk, the way you walk
Gotta be the one you want, after the show baby
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