Get Your Groove On Lyrics by Mad Skillz

Get Your Groove On Lyrics

    Yo it's the weekend, time for freakin, no doubt
    Hit the mall, get a hookup, night falls and i'm out
    Pick up my man (whattup hobbes?) from around my block
    Get nice, pump the sounds, now it's time to hit the spot
    Crews downtown freestylin off beats
    If heads start whylin i got the glock in the seat
    Hectic out front, some chillin some wild
    Tonight i'm takin a niggaz girl like ill and al
    I freak raps so black they let me through the back
    The dj was on point, the joint was packed
    Females were all of that, i'm seein nothin but dimes
    Moet on ice, yeah it's time to go for mine
    Dancefloor got packed when they played all night long
    Brothers that front with blunts passin round the ?
    Crew mode in effect, party can't go wrong
    This is strictly for my peeps that's gettin they groove on

    Get your groove on (4x)
    To all the ladies -- lookin mad fly
    And to all the fellas -- gettin mad high
    We got the vibe in the air, hennesey and perignon
    You know the flavor
    Get your groove on

    Standin by the speaker as the tempo gets faster
    Brothers runnin through piece huntin for dutch masters
    As the night proceeds g's lightin more weed
    Fake players tryin to find the freaks that they need
    Of course they get their cards pulled quick
    90's girls are independent, and ain't havin no bullshit
    Niggaz get scorned, girls be gettin they acts on
    Word bond, when glorifyin mine, i get my mack on
    There's t'yon, the baddest dip in the place
    I'm checkin for her, but her ugly ass friend all in my face
    "ain't you mad skillz?" yeah and your grill is through
    You not t-boz baby, i'm not tryin to creep wit u
    Next a reggae set, freaks flippin they wigs
    Bouncers by the door beatin brothers like bad kids
    More heads at the door man this party ain't stoppin
    Get your groove on, cause it's on and poppin

    Get your groove on (4x)
    To all the ladies -- lookin mad fly
    And to all the fellas -- gettin mad high
    We got the vibe in the air, hennesey and perignon
    You know the flavor
    Get your groove on

    By now, the heads outside is pissed
    Cause the fool at the door sayin he ain't got a guest list
    I'm sippin 'lua and milk, all in a drunk mode
    Brothers panickin cause they heard they cars got towed
    "sup, what time is this over?" yo i don't know but it's live
    "i paid $20 to get here man" yeah and i paid five
    They got you, but i'm tryin to get with her pah
    Right there, mini-skirt "where?" chillin by the bar
    How you doin? "fine." yo what's your name? "keisha."
    Yo what you rollin your eyes for shorty you havin a seizure?
    "nah i'm just tired of all these niggaz harassin."
    You was doin the runnin man before, but now you ain't dancin?
    It's over anyway, and outside it's mad cops
    Heads still cockin biscuits, poppin off shots
    Same places different faces every weekend it moves
    I send this out to those that's tryin to catch a groove

    Get your groove on (4x)
    To all the ladies -- lookin mad fly
    And to all the fellas -- gettin mad high
    We got the vibe in the air, hennesey and perignon
    You know the flavor
    Get your groove on

    Get your groove on (4x)
    To all the ladies -- lookin mad fly
    And to all the fellas -- gettin mad high
    We got the vibe in the air, hennesey and perignon
    You know the flavor
    Get your groove on

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