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Utwór: Get'cha Boogie On

  • wykonawca: VI-3
  • album: So Tight
  • wy¶wietleń: 1231

[CHANT:]
  (Woo, woo) Fellaz if you see ‘em point ‘em out
  (Woo, woo) The type of girl that make you wanna shout
  (Woo, woo) You gotta let her know what you about
  If you wanna dig her out, then you gotta call her out
  (Woo, woo) Ladies if you see ‘em point ‘em out
  (Woo, woo) The type of guy that make you wanna shout
  (Woo, woo) Let everybody know what you about
  If you wanna dig ‘em out, then you gotta call ‘em out!
    [HOOK:]
  Everybody havin' fun, when they hangin' by the sun
  Gotta getcha boogie on
  All the hunnies lookin' fine, bodies that'll blow your mind
  Makin' playas wanna grind
  When you're rollin' in your jeep, and you hear this funky beat
  Give your ride a lil beep
  If you wanna come along, party till the break of dawn
  Gotta getcha boogie on
    [VERSE1:]
  Now get your bounce on baby, get your mack on baby
  Chickens by the pool, gettin' their tan on baby
  My town, Chi-Town, any town, your town
  We them party people, and we all wanna get down
  Fellaz on the beach, straight lookin' for match
  Ladies in bikini's, hangin' out the hatch
  Rollin' down the strip, (HONK) beepin' as they pass
  Everybody hookin' up, cuz yo...they unattached!
    [B-SECTION:]
  So put your hands up in the air, put em side to side
  If the feelin' that your feelin', is a feelin' that's right
  And it really don't matter if your black or white
  Cuz all my people in the club, we gettin' crunk tonight
    [HOOK]
    [BREAK:]
  It goes my town, Chi-Town, any town, your town...[2X]
    [VERSE2:]
  Gotta get away now baby, what you say now baby
  Stressin' all week, I wanna play now baby
  East Coast, West Coast, North, South, Midwest
  Out till the early morn‘...comin' home, no rest
  Puttin' on my gear, dressed fresh...head to toe
  Freezin' out my neck & wrist, lettin' ladies know
  We're rollin' up...20 deep, bouncin' thru the door
  Got the Vi3 room, but I'm headin' to the dancefloor
    [B-SECTION:]
  So put your hands up in the air, put em side to side
  If the feelin' that your feelin', is a feelin' that's right
  And it really don't matter if your black or white
  Cuz all my people in the club, we gettin' crunk tonight
  It goes...Boom, Boom, Boom
  I can't hear ya'll...Boom, Boom, Boom
  We got the speakers goin'...Boom, Boom, Boom
  The after party goes...Boom, Boom, Boom
    [HOOK]
  [CHANT]
  [HOOK 2X]

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