Various Artists (verzamel cd's)
Various Artists (verzamel cd's) - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It lyrics
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Bring it What, what, what, what? 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, that’s it Now honey, honey come ride DKNY, all up in my eye You gotta Prada bag with a lotta 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 Ill way the anmay on the ance day oor flay Givin’ up jiggy, make it feel like foreplay Yo, my car, yo, it’s infinite Ha ha, Big Willie style’s all in it Gettin’ jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it What you wanna ball with the kid? Watch your step you might fall Tryin' to do what I did Mama, mama, I’ma come closer In the middle of the club with the rub a dub 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 an' watch ’em go off, a go off Ah, yes, yes, y’all an' ya don’t stop In the winter or the summertime, I makes it hot Gettin' jiggy wit 'em Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it 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 an' easy Since I moved up like George an' 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 an' 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 tryin' to flex on me? Don’t be silly Gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na