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Gettin' Jiggy Wit It

David May, Snoop Dogg,
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Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Woo) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Ha-ha, ha-ha) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Big Snoop Dogg) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (What? What? What? What?) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Uh) On your mark, ready, set, let's go Dancefloor pro, I know you know I go psycho When my new joint hits, just can't sit Gotta get jiggy wit' it, ooh, that's it Now honey, honey, come ride, DKNY All up in my eye, you got a Prada bag With a lot of stuff in it (Uh, uh, uh) Give it to your friend, let's spin it Everybody lookin' at me, glancin' the kid Wishin' they was dancin' the jig Here with this handsome kid Ciggy-cigar, right from Cuba, Cuba I just bite it, it's for the look, I don't light it Illway, the ammi, on the air, stay off play Give it up, jiggy, make you feel like foreplay Yo, my cardio is infinite Ha-ha, Big Willie style's all in it Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na What, you wanna ball with the kid? Watch your step, you might fall tryna do what I did Mama, uh, mama, uh, I'ma come closer In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub Uh, no love for the haters, the haters Mad 'cause I got four 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 best of this Your highness, only bad chicks ride in my whips South to the West to the East to the North, all my hits So watch 'em go off, go off, yes, yes, y'all And you don't stop in the winter or the summer time I makes it hot Gettin' jiggy wit' 'em Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na 850Is 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 Weezy Cream to the maximum, I be askin' 'em Would you like to bounce with a brother that's platinum? Never see Will attackin' 'em (Uh-uh) Rather play ball with Shaq and 'em, flatten 'em Psych, and 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 tryna flex on me? Don't be silly (Uh) Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Gettin' jiggy wit' it Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Yes, sir, uh, uh, uh, uh) Gettin' jiggy wit' it Yes, sir Shout out to my favorite DJ, David May From around the way, hello Big Snoop Dogg Gettin' jiggy wit' it Somebody roll up some of that sticky-icky-icky Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Yeah) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (What you smokin' on? Yeah) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Uh, uh) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Worldwide, international) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Death Row motherfuckin' Records) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Gettin' jiggy wit' it)