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Get Down Lyrics

from Blue Collar

"Get Down" is track #7 on the album Blue Collar. It was written by Bell, Ronald Nathan/smith, Claydes/thomas, Dennis Ronald.
"Get Down" is track #7 on the album Blue Collar. It was written by Bell, Ronald Nathan/smith, Claydes/thomas, Dennis Ronald.

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Get down
Get down
Get down

You need to get down
You need to get down
You need to get down
He need to get down

Yeah, I aim to spit, and maim your clique
I bang your bitch, bitch, I'm dangerous
Down I came to get, up to claim my shit
Raw like 'caine and gettin' brain from brainless chicks

It's, yo', party, do wutch ya like
Dis, my, mission, gon' fuck tonight
Up in the club and like see what the buzz is like
Niggaz who pop shit gon' feel what crutches like

The slugs is like, I keep the whole hood fiendin'
I don't smoke but I know what drugs they like
I'm the man to see, livin' the fantasy
Pocket full of Stones like Sly and the Family

Lift your shirt girl, show me the mammaries
Next week, I'll still have good memories
All I Do, the clique with me
Sign the check, nigga don't say shit to me

This is history, what rapper you know
Before his record drop is a Grammy winner G?
Me I came to get, down surround the sound
Bounce from town to town, 'Fest gon' put shit

Down
You need to get down
You need to get down
He need to get
He need to get down

We came to get down
We came to get down
He came to get
He came to get down

You dangerous, yeah, but I'm game for this, yeah
And I don't kiss 'cause that can get kankerous
White girls be claimin' the sun is cancerous
Pull my dick out and I done caused a damn eclipse

I'm on some shit, heh, you want some shit?
This my town dawg, watch what tone you get
This Windy City nigga, don't get blown to bits
Archaeologist nigga, I stay with a bone to pick

Goin' tit for tat, black aristocrat
Born with a gift to mack anywhere chicks is at
Malaysians, Haitians, Asians mixed with black
Bring 'em back to the block like yeah nigga, get with that

Fuck raisin' the bar, man I made the bar
Went to Harvard Law like Cochran, I aced the bar
Just in case I get faced with a case tomorrow
Look in my face and they race to get Che disbarred

Nah I'm chillin' baby, now make it poke child
With meditate I help you bring your inner hoe out
We'll regulate and get it crackin' like a coke house
Pretty panties with some fanny I'ma make her go

Down
You need to get down
You need to get down
He need to get
He need to get down

You got somethin' to prove? Get down baby
Oh, she ready to move, get down baby
You got to stay in the groove, get down baby
He came to get down

You got somethin' to prove? Get down baby
Now she ready to move, get down baby
You got to stay in the groove, get down baby
He came to get down

Get down
Get down
He came to get down

Songwriters
BELL, RONALD NATHAN/SMITH, CLAYDES/THOMAS, DENNIS RONALD

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