Will Smith
Will Smith - Getting' Jiggy Wit It songtekst
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On your mark, ready, set, let's go Dance floor pro, I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit Just cant sit, gotta get jiggy wit it Ooh, thats 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 Illway the an-may 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 styles all in it, gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na nana Na na na na nana Gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na nana Na na na na nana Gettin' jiggy wit it Na na na na na na na nana Na na na na nana Gettin' jiggy wit it 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 (Summer time) I makes it hot, gettin' jiggy wit 'em Na na na na na na na nana Na na na na nana 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 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 didnt 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 Na na na na na na na nana Na na na na nana Gettin' jiggy wit it