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Shake your booty, you gotta work it
You gotta twerk it, you deserve
Just get in that groove
Get in that groove
Get in that groove
Just get in that
xzibit, neva understood how he did it, dj mutha fuckin
Quick, how he made this music groove your very soul, soul
Hey, tell me wha cha ya get, when ya
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right
If you come back right then we can boog it
Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your dial
In your car up inside
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
the girls
F.Y.I.
You know it's not the end
Don't take it lying down
No crying now it's your world
Let the music play
You wont get away
Just get
You know it's not the end
Don't take it lying down
No crying now it's your world
Let the music play
You wont get away
Just get the groove
And then
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
How they say I'll never make it i ain't even done
Don't need your 2 cents need blue faces by the ton
Tsai shen I'm his Son
Asian god with the funds
grooving
start to feel your body moving
Gotta get on up and shake something
Feel the groove, get on the floor
Get on up
Tell the DJ, Play The Whispers
Rock
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothing that you can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with mine
You gotta feel that heat
And we
I had to really go and get the bag
Father forgive me for I'm taking risk
I got da bag
Then I fucked it up cuz I got distracted by a bitch
I ain't get
I'm plotting on my next ting, my next move
Gotta get my groove on, gotta make this count
Like I was dishing out some coupons
But I need a keeper,
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me
How you
All right,
All you inductees fall out and form some kinda line or something
I want all you young ladies to stick your chests out
And get your hips
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
the girls
F.Y.I.
You know it's not the end
Don't take it lying down
No crying now it's your world
Let the music play
You wont get away
Just get
laugh 'cause y'all pushin' a lot of swag
I'm pushin' this big ole Hearse, don't get body bagged
Royce Da 5'9", Detroit, gah
These new rappers be
gonna get to the good part
We gonna groove
Gonna groove to the good part
Now we gonna rock to the good part
Gotta rock gotta rock to the good part
When
Mama she used to say, don't live by your knife
Mama she used to say, gotta get out the ghetto
Mama she used to say, morning comes and goes
Mama
down (gotta get up to get down) get down tonight
This party's jumpin' and
I'm waiting for you to let down your hair and enjoy this groove
Get those
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
these niggas out to get your green
you gotta watch your ass
and if you rollin on them thangs nigga, you better watch real fast
and watch close
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