[DJ Quik]
Yes! Tony Toni Tone, and DJ Quik
You didn`t think we could flip it on yo` ass, huh?
Something for the dance floor, in a real way
It`s going down like this forever, and a day
Now what you hear is not a drag
Cause Mr DJ Quik got a brand new bag
But first I gotta bang bang, a boogie for the boogie
To the rhythm of the ghettoey streets, check it out now
You trying to give me some Eightball but no way
I`d rather have a Mimosa with Cristal and OJ
Yeah, just a little something bubbly and tingly
To have me walking around nekkid, but wait a second
[Raphael Saadiq]
The function`s on, around midnight
What time is it, are you inside?
Available, to come and play
Give me a clue
So I don`t have to look for you
[Chorus]
Come on let`s get down, let`s get down, let`s get down
Come on let`s get down, in my black Chevrolet
Come on let`s get down, let`s get down, let`s get down
Come on let`s get down, let`s get down
[DJ Quik]
Now we don`t need a club, we can do it at my house
My front door`s open so homeys can bust it out
Ladies, if you`re coming leave your children at the nursery
So you can slow grind the anniversary
Feel me? I dip dip da
So don`t be looking stupid when I unfasten your bra
You know you want to mack this
Because I come stronger than the IRS
Whenever you done got delinquent on your taxes
[Raphael Saadiq]
Now here I am, staring at you
I need a drink, you need one too
Who is your friend, she don`t look nice
But I know she will, later on tonight
Come on, let`s get down
[Chorus]
[DJ Quik]
Now I`m at the club and I`m off that drug
The one they call `alcohol` got me acting y`all
I hump two freaks before I hump two more
And now I`m throwing up my guts out the car door
Over consumption, you know how it is y`all
Got your homey begging for some Pepto-Bismol
But when my stomach`s right I`ll be back tonight
To get that lady I was grinding on the wall, feel me
[Raphael Saadiq]
Now that I feel a little better
Than I felt a little while ago, yeah
I`m going back to the same spot
Where I met you on the floor
Now table one, that`s my folks
And table two, that`s my folks
And everybody knows my name (What`s up, Saadiq?)
Now table three, that`s B. Grand
And table four that`s G-One
You best be prepared
Cause it`s all a game, you know
Come on let`s get down, let`s get down, let`s get down
Come on let`s get down, let`s get down, let`s get down
Come on let`s get down, let`s get down, let`s get down
Come on let`s get down, let`s get down, let`s get down
In my black Chevrolet
[Dwayne Wiggins]
I gotta get my groove on (keep movin` and groovin`, movin` and groovin`)
I gotta get my groove on (keep shakin` that ass, shakin` that ass, uh)
I gotta get my groove on (keep movin` and groovin`, movin` and groovin`)
I gotta get get my groove on (keep shakin` that ass, shakin` that ass)
I`m groovin` (say what?), Movin` (yeah), Yeah
[Chorus until fade]
