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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Getting' Jiggy Wit It |
| Album: | Pop Hits CD2 | Genres: | Pop |
| Year: | 2000 |
Length: | 230 sec |
Lyrics:
Bring it, woo Uh, uh, uh, uh Ha ha, ha ha What? What? What? What? Ha, ha, ha, ha, uh 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 Ooh, that's it Now, honey, honey come ride D K N Y 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 Cigar, cigar right from Cuba, Cuba I just bite it It's for the look I don't light it Ill-way, the an-may on the ance-day, orr-flay Giving up jiggy make it feel like foreplay Yo, my cardioid is infinite (Ha, ha) Big Willie style's 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, ma, mama come closer (Uh, uh) In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub (Uh) 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, 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, 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) Eight fifty I.S. if you need a lift Whose the kid in the drop? Who else Will Smith Living 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 Weezie Dream to the maximum I be asking 'em Would you like to bounce with The brother, that's platinum? Never see Will attacking 'em Rather play ball with shaq and 'em Flatten 'em, Psyche kiddin' You thought I took a spill but I didn't Trust the lady of my life, she hitting 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 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 (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) (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
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