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Gettin' Jiggy Wit It (1998)

On your mark ready set let's go

Dance floor pro I know you know

I go psycho when my new joint hit

Just can't sit

Got to get jiggy wit it, thats it

Now honey honey come ride

DKNY all up in my eye

You gotta Prada bag with a lot a stuff in it

Give it to your friend let's spin

Everybody lookin' at me

Glancin' the kid

Wish you nig was dancin' the jig

Here with this handsome kid

Ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba

I just bite it

It's for the look I don't light it

Illway the amay on the anceday orflay

Give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay

Yo my cardio is infinite

Ha ha

Big willie style's all in itGettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

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Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nanaWhat you want to ball with the kid

Watch your step you might fall

Trying to do what I did

Mama-unh mama-unh mama come closa'

In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub

No love for the haters

Mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers

See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders

Met Ali he told me I'm the greatest

I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser

DJ play another

From the prince of this

Your highness

Only bad chicks ride in my whips

South to the west to the east to the north

Bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off

Ah yes yes y'all ya don't stop

In the winter or the (summertime)

I makes it hotGettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nanaEight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift

Who's the kid in the drop

Who else Will Smith

Livin' that life some consider a myth

Rock from south street to one two fifth

Women used to tease me

Give it to me now nice and easy

Since I moved up like George and Wheezey

Cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em

Would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum

Never see Will attackin' 'em

I rather play ball with Shaq and 'em

Flatten 'em

Psyche

Hittin' you thought I took a spill

But I didn't

Trust the lady of my life she hittin'

Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon

Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly

You trying to flex on me

Don't be sillyGettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Gettin jiggy wit it

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

Songwriters

NILE RODGERS, WILLARD SMITH, DAVID PORTER, SAMUEL BARNES, BERNARD EDWARDS, BEN CAULEY, LARRY DODSON, WINSTON STEWART, HARVEY HENDERSON, WILLY HALL, JOE ROBINSON, ALEXANDER JAMESPublished by

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