on, get on Get your groove on Baby, get your groove on Oh yeah Get it on (get your groove on) {repeat in bg} Getcha, getcha, get your groove on Getcha, getcha Getcha, getcha, get your
, get up! It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man, get up! Trust me homie I'm not playin', get up! Now get on the dance floor off the chain I say get
your Kix [Immens] And you can have your Trix [Common] You can have your POUNDcakes [Immens] You can have your Loops [*both*] But you still gotta get your
you're still up, I get the ball and I'm like ..you can't get a .. You probably got strip ...no reason to trip I grab like ... I smile like John .. come on
was (Get out of my face) So I gave up this quest for Theresa But then on the day my record was released A strange thing happened when it came on the
to this Fresh Prince mania My face in magazines, on your radio or stereo Everywhere you go, audio an' video A hip hop terrorist, war like vocalist Other rappers say, "Yo Prince
had was my underwear on to keep my warm And to top the night off I had to break in my place Because my keys were on pants back on Sheila's book case
Jeff's on stage He makes your hands clap, your feet tap, your eardrums pulsate Your body will move as you flow with the groove And you smile as he propiles
don't go Welcome, welcome, into my territory Everbody get on up, and get busy for me Heads are boppin hard and fast And now I'm getting' sued 'cause my groove
are dressing less And checking out the fellas to tell 'em who's best Riding around in your jeep or your benzos Or in your Nissan stting on lorenzos Back
you want Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince bustin out with the brand new funk Summer, summer, summertime (get down, brand new funk, hit it) Time to sit back and unwind (get
it's great Get on the dance floor and let your body gyrate In cadence with the beat, just move your feet While the Prince is on the rhyme (Ready C is on
INTRO: The Fresh Prince acting as 'The Reverend' ] Now brothers and sisters There comes a time in your life you've got to get up and get busy Can I get
you see I'm so confused I can't get out [Verse 2] Now your wondering lost in a jungle You came in hyped up but now your humble Bringing out sweat in your
dressin' less An' checkin' out the fellas to tell 'em who's best Ridin' around in your jeep or your Benzos Or in your Nissan, sittin' on Lorenzos Back
R What Better keep your hammer right by your side I gave you the best flows On top of that, I even made niggas set goals I wanna know how many bullets can your
you in And your cell sittin inside your skull They say you cant getaway From ya damn self When your earth is heaven And your world be hell Check your
and blues niggas Then rock the shots of the liquor They make me cum quicker Rub between your belly like jelly, R.Kelly You think, you ballin' but your
