She don't look nice
In my black Chevrolet
Come on let's get down
I need a drink
I hump two first before I hump two more
Now here I am
Available
In a real way
Come on let's get down
You trying to give me some eight ball but no way
Come on 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
So don't be looking stupid when I unfasten your bra
Come on let's get down
The function's on
(Keep movin' and groovin', movin' and groovin')
But first I gotta bang bang
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Yes
You know you want to mack this
Come on let's get down
Check it out now
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
And everybody knows my name
(Keep movin' and groovin', movin' and groovin')
Come on let's get down
Where I met you on the floor
A boogie for the boogie
I gotta get get my groove on
To have me walking around naked
In my black Chevrolet
I gotta get my groove on
Songwriters: George Jr Archie, E Baker, David Blake, Raphael Saadiq
Publishers: ELIJAH B. MUSIC, NOTTING HILL MUSIC INC
I'd rather have a Mimosa
Now table one, that's my folks
And table four, that's G-One
In my black Chevrolet
I felt a little while ago, yeah
(Yeah)
Come on let's get down, let's get down
But when my stomach's right I'll be back tonight
You need one too
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Later on tonight
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
And DJ Quick
Movin'
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Around midnight
But wait a second
I gotta get my groove on
With Crystal and O.J., yeah
And now I'm throwing up my guts out the car door
Now what you hear is not a drag
Something for the dance floor
It's going down like this forever
Got your homey beggin' for some Pepto Bismol
In my black Chevrolet
Come on let's get down
So I don't have to
Just a little something bubbly and tingly
Because I come stronger than the IRS
Tony Toni Tone
Now I'm at the club and I'm off that drug
Are you inside
The one they call alcohol got me acting y'all
To the rhythm of the ghettoey streets
Who is your friend
Come on let's get down
'Cuz it's all a game you know
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
(Keep shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass)
In my black Chevrolet
'Cuz Mr. DJ Quik got a brand new bag
Over consumption you know how it is y'all
I'm going back to the same spot
You best be prepared
To get that lady I was grinding on the wall
Now that I feel a little better than
(Say what?)
And ladies if you're coming leave your children at the nursery
Kill me
But I know she will
So you can get slow on the anniversary
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
In my black Chevrolet
I dip dip da
I'm groovin'
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Staring at you
To come and play
(Keep shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass)
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
What time is it
And a day
And table two, that's my folks
Give me a clue
Now table three, that's B. Gerund
Look for you
Yeah, now we don't need a club we can do it at my house
I gotta get my groove on
In my black Chevrolet
You didn't think we could flip it on yo ass, huh?
Yeah
My front door's open so homey's can bust it out
Come on let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Whenever you done got delinquent on your taxes