Let's Get Down

Yes
 Tony! Toni! Toné!
 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 Eight Ball
 But no way
 I'd rather have a Mimosa
 With Crystal and OJ, yeah
 Just a little something bubbly and tingly
 To have 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
 We can do it 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
 And everybody knows my name (What's up?)
 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
 (In my black Chevrolet)
 I gotta get my groove on (keep movin', movin' and groovin')
 I gotta get my groove on (keep shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass)
 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
 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 (In my black Chevrolet) down, down, 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) down, down, 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) down, down, down