[Will Smith]
Yo, if you can`t dance, it`s cool to get up now
Yeah see usually y`all stand off on the side
Y`know you`re a lil` embarrased or whatever
But this one of them joints for e`rybody
So get up on up, but keep it simple, slide
[Chorus: Smith + Scherzinger]
If you can`t dance then this is your jam, baby
Left to right, all night, slide - that`s all you gotta do
If you can`t dance then this is your jam, baby
Left to right, all night, slide - that`s all you gotta do
[Verse One: Will Smith]
Now we all know the boy at the club, all liquored up
or with the bub tryin to pick `em up
Whack dancin, wookin pa nub
His shirt too bright, pants too tight, boy settle down
Now I ain`t just messin wit`chu
I got better things to do, I`m tryin to help
I got a lesson for you, I know you do the best you could do
Wanna get next to boo? Then the less you do, the better
Cause women equate dance with sex
They gon` see you, and be like - next
But you gon` be like, hold up ma! - next
But she gon` be like, uh-uh pah! - next
Now looka here, rule number one, know your name
It ain`t Usher, Justin, Hammer? Then we can touch ya
Rule number two, never do a dance you can`t do
Why stupid? You can`t do it
[Chorus]
[Will Smith]
So I`m up in my spot in Miami the other night right
And this dude out on the floor OD`n, just way overdancin
You know so his mami wanna holla at me
[Verse Two: Will Smith]
She thought my name was Billy, I told her it was Willie
She said she watched my TV show and I was very silly
Told her I was from Philly, she looked at me said really?
And judgin from her t-shirt I could tell that she was chilly
So I gave her my sweater, she said her name was Etta
She said she come from Cuba and she just had bought a Jetta
She said she glad I met her, let`s go somewhere together
She said she`d ride in my car, cause she knew my car was better
The conversation cookin, attention gettin tooken
My Spidey Sense is tinglin, I felt somebody lookin
Now who this brother lookin, and now he runnin bookin
I`m mad I`m like the fisherman I almost had my hook in
I figured I should get up, and quickly clear my head up
Rosetta got a man, got me feelin kinda set up
Now dude was really fed up, and yo he wouldn`t let up
Homey if I hit you you might never ever get up
Now he was not a dancer, plus he wasn`t handsome
Comin like Mel Gibson like I had his girl from ransom
Pedro wanna go outside
Yo amigo, tranquilo, slide
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Will Smith]
Now rule number three is easy
Please re-member that you ain`t on Beach Street
The sweet beat you ain`t tryin to win no TV
Another dude get a move no need to outdo it
Rule number four, out on the floor
Don`t be doin moves that don`t nobody do no more
Draw too much attention it be adventureous on the floor
There`s a reason that don`t nobody do `em no more, you feel me?
This may be hilarious
But rule number five is SERIOUS, uh
It`s a shame to even have to discuss
But it`s no lip bitin or pelvic thrusts, I mean
You think that move`ll put the sting on her?
You too close, tryin to put a ring on her?
You don`t know that girl, don`t cling on her
And don`t put your thing on her, cool?
[Chorus]
