Eastside Boyz (yep! Atlanta,georgia) mayday!
Good to go (The dirty south again!)
Elephant Man, Likkle Jon, Busta Rhymes
Wah we fi do wid di dance?
Shizzle, Jamaica, New York, Eastside Boyz (you know come on!)
Ay yo Likkle Jon, Busta! Unuh ready fi tek di dancefloor, alright

This unuh now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Signal di plane you fi do dem, do dem
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Pon di river you fi do dem, do dem
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Di higher level you fi do dem, do dem
Yuh dance and tek it to dem, to dem (come on!)

Three, six, nine, damn she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Low, get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
(Come on!)
To the window (give dem di dance now)
To the wall (to the wall) (buss di dance now)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls!)
All these bitches crawl (crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (God Damn!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (God Damn!)

Hey! Hey! Let me see you get, a get low (you Scared!)
Twerk that thang to the, to the flo' (you scared!)
Let me see you get, a get low (you Scared!)
Twerk that thang to the, to the flo' (you scared!)

Shake that ass girl, shake it fast girl
Shake that ass to the left to the right girl
Shake that ass girl, shake it fast girl
Shake that ass to the left to the right girl

Let me see you just, back, back, back it up (awww shit!!!)
Back, back, back it up (awww shit)
Back, back, back it up (awww shit)
Back, back, back it up

Let me see you just stop (oh!) Wiggle with it (yeah!)
Stop (oh!) Wiggle with it (yeah!)
Stop (oh!) Wiggle with it (yeah!)
Stop (oh!) Wiggle with it (yeah!)

Gal shake up yuh booty
When yuh shake it up you get mi rudey
Wouldn't mind fi see you get nudey
Miss cutie cutie
Love di way you whine and how you move it
Dem gal deh 'ya can whine, trust me
And dem waistline groovy
Whine around like a blue movie
Tek it to dem Keisha and Susie
Hey! Do di pon di river, do di pon di river, hey!
Do di higher level, do di higher level, hey!
Signal di plane, signal di plane, hey!
Alright give dem a run, just give dem a run, hey!
Shake yuh booty you fi shake it slow
Rotate like di tire dem ah Texaco (whoa)
Everywhere you go, man just step pon yuh case so
Just fi get yuh ting dem, ah promise yuh peso
Dem ah seh yuh hype and wonder how yuh stay so
Make monkey face, gyal whine go down slow
Tic tac toe we got dem all in a row
Get rich and get mad, nuh bodda hold him Joe
Big up Danger Voo dem a tornado
Do di dance, alright (shizzle), come on

Three, six, nine, damn she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Low, get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
(Come on!)
To the window (give dem di dance now)
To the wall (to the wall) (buss di dance now)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls!)
All these bitches crawl (crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (God Damn!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (ay yo Little Jon)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (I don't think they see this one coming)

Ay yo! Check it!
I'm comin' through with a thick crew playa (what up!)
You can't believe I'm on the shit too playa (what up!)
I'm a sit and watch your girl put it on me (what up!)
I love it when you got your ass clappin for me (what up!)
Your big ass cover the back of my Harley (what up!)
Ass from the front to the back of the party (what up!)
That's right (yeah girl) that's it (come on!)
Get low shorty shake that shit (come on!)
If you ain't got learned get it down packed mami
With all that ass you got sittin' on your back mami
Now all my shorties need to get in line
I said because I'm only gonna tell you one more time
'Cause if that ass kind of stocky and fat
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up bounce (back!)
While I, get dough (get dough!) Smoke dro (smoke dro!)
Get low because I fuckin' said so (come on!)

Three, six, nine, damn she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Low, get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
(Come on!)
To the window (give dem di dance now)
To the wall (to the wall) (buss di dance now)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls!)
All these bitches crawl (crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (God Damn!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet God damn (come on!)

You fi do dem, do dem
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Signal di plane, yuh fi do dem, do dem
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Pon di river yuh fi do dem, do dem
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Di higher level yuh fi do dem, do dem
Yuh dance and tek it to dem, to dem

Yeah, Elephant Man, Lil Jon, Busta Rhymes, Eastside Boyz
Jamaica, New York, L.A.
Shizzle, do di dance now (come on!)
Do di dance now, give dem di dance now
Miami Florida, shizzle, it's summer, come on!
Summertime give dem di dance summertime buss di dance
Give dem di dance now, give dem di dance
Give dem di dance a dat di girls want
Give dem di dance Likkle Jon give dem di dance
Give dem di dance Busta give dem di dance
Buss di dance Likkle John buss di dance
Elephant Man, tell, what more you want, yeah


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    Oh yeah, great song because its derogatory and vulgar. And another prime example that rap is the retardation of those who listen to it.

    Landoon April 25, 2004   Link

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