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(Chorus)
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This goes out to all of y'all females and males
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Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
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(A-get your groove on)
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Come and get your groove on
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(A-get your groove on)
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(Pras)
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Refugee Camp, uh-huh
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Navy Seals, All-stars, come on, come on, come on
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(Pras)
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Yo, yo, yo, so you wanna be startin somethin
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Not for nothin, but yo, Pras is only good for, steady pumpin
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I go bust I'm inflammable yeah, you disgust me
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Your flow is horrible, see your man gotta carry you
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Hyper water balls say no more your words are too cheap
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Too affordable, you incapable of runnin your label
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Goin against my crew is very irrational, improbable
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unthinkable, yeah quite impossible
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So what's your motive, tell me, what's your agenda?
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Try to slide under my name is all proper beginner
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Tackle the crime, run out of time, in the wrong state of the mind
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Is a sign of the time, you was quick like Cower Marie
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Type a kid, slowly for what, his birth
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I'll drink you like a bloody Mary
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Why try, you die, black eye, you rough guys
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Try to light my fire you get burnt with smoke eyes
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(Chorus)
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This goes out to all of y'all females and males
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Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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Come and get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
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In the click about it, about it
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Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
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(Get your thug on)
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Come on and get your thug on (come on, come on, come on)
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Everybody come on
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Where you been, on tour, niggas get no dumber
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It's scary; I know exactly what you did last summer
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nothin, chilled low (low), do you feel dough? (dough)
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I mean that real dough (dough) bitches still real slow (slow)
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You got show dough, go in, split that
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We'll be gone till November, when y'all niggas get back
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Ah, did y'all ever go, ever flow, guess we'll never know
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A lot of cats talk about it, hoes screamin, whether shows
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Yo it's crunch time, ya want mine, you hardly know me
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But when we blow, you'll catch them off guard like Kobe
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Now we did star as Rodies, point shamper would not
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Lauryn, we know Tone, with the camper would not
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I'm not Puff, but I can stop, best you know
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Test the flow don't do it, be the next to blow
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Nigga check your?seen my style is fly
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Better get her, I'm on point like, Alan Nigh
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(Chorus)
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This goes out to all of y'all females and males
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Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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Come and get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
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In the click about it, about it
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Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
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Come on and get your thug on
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(Come on, come on, come on)
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Everybody come on
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See cats real clever like me bringin the strong
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Had a deal for a year, can't write one song
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Been side too long, your advance picked up
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I'm like Kane in 88, I'ma tear sh?up
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Spitter, six flows average dudes can't stand me
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I'm nice and ease state, bringin heat like Miami
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You never got to let me flow I still kick it
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Never got to light my six, I still whip it
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Tell your chick not to see me no more, I still hit it
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She tossed and committed, player the shot did it
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And Mr. Dibbs in it, then leave it alone
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Watch me floss all night, no, get your own, what
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(Chorus)
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This goes out to all of y'all females and males
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Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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Come and get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
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In the click about it, about it
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Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
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(Get your thug on)
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Come on and get your thug on
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Everybody come on
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(Pras)
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Yo, yo, yo a lot of people thought I left welcome me back like Carter
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Play these cats with a vengeance watch them die harder
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You play your sound; we'll play our?louder
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And stop askin me who the hell the baby's father
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Dirty cash countin, my crew never loosin
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Shorty on standby, chief four, jet fuelin
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Who is to say (say), how many AK's (K)
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Spread your way, what price you wanna pay?
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Prices cut, iced seeds, sprinkle on my Rolo
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Triple threat trio, you take us in the Limo, dig
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I'm the safest ride I hear, next to the Volvo
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Six double-o while you lacin a Pinto
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No one isn't safe, many had, carry ways
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I'm fully irate, most ghettos don't want to gate
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We play Grammy's you play Ricki Lake
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Baptizin sinners at the Salt Lake City baby
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(Chorus)
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This goes out to all of y'all females and males
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Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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Come and get your groove on
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(Get your groove on)
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And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
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In the click about it, about it
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Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
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(Get your thug on)
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Come on and get your thug on (get your thug on)
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Everybody come on
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(Pras)
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Uh, yeah, come on, stop it, stop it
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This goes out to all of y'all females and males
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Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
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(Pras)
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To all-them niggas locked down
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All them real niggas nahmean?
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Get Your Groove On
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