Let's Get Down - Raphael Saadiq 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 first But I gotta bang bang A boogie for the boogie To the rhythm of the ghettoey streets Check it out now
trying You to give me some Eight Ball But no way I'd rather have a Mimosa With Crystal and O.J., yeah Just a little something bubbly and tingly have To me walking around naked But wait a second 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
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
Yeah, now we don't need a club can do it We at my house My front door's open so homey's can bust it out And ladies if you're coming leave your children at the nursery So you can get slow on the anniversary Kill 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 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 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
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 first 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 beggin' 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 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 everybody And knows my name
Now table three that's B. Grund 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
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
