Pras: Get Your Groove On
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Pras: Get Your Groove On
f/ Most Wanted, The Product G&B
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(A-get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(A-get your groove on)
(Pras)
Refugee Camp, uh-huh
Navy Seals, All-stars, come on, come on, come on
(Pras)
Yo, yo, yo, so you wanna be startin somethin
Not for nothin, but yo, Pras is only good for, steady pumpin
I go bust I'm inflammable yeah, you disgust me
Your flow is horrible, see your man gotta carry you
Hyper water balls say no more your words are too cheap
Too affordable, you incapable of runnin your label
Goin against my crew is very irrational, improbable
unthinkable, yeah quite impossible
So what's your motive, tell me, what's your agenda?
Try to slide under my name is all proper beginner
Tackle the crime, run out of time, in the wrong state of the mind
Is a sign of the time, you was quick like Cower Marie
Type a kid, slowly for what, his birth
I'll drink you like a bloody Mary
Why try, you die, black eye, you rough guys
Try to light my fire you get burnt with smoke eyes
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on (come on, come on, come on)
Everybody come on
Where you been, on tour, niggas get no dumber
It's scary; I know exactly what you did last summer
nothin, chilled low (low), do you feel dough? (dough)
I mean that real dough (dough) bitches still real slow (slow)
You got show dough, go in, split that
We'll be gone till November, when y'all niggas get back
Ah, did y'all ever go, ever flow, guess we'll never know
A lot of cats talk about it, hoes screamin, whether shows
Yo it's crunch time, ya want mine, you hardly know me
But when we blow, you'll catch them off guard like Kobe
Lauryn, we know Tone, with the camper would not
Now we did star as Rodies, point shamper would not
I'm not Puff, but I can stop, best you know
Test the flow don't do it, be the next to blow
Nigga check your seen my style is fly
Better get her, I'm on point like, Alan Nigh
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
Come on and get your thug on
(Come on, come on, come on)
Everybody come on
See cats real clever like me bringin the strong
Had a deal for a year, can't write one song
Been side too long, your advance picked up
I'm like Kane in 88, I'ma tear sh up
Spitter, six flows average dudes can't stand me
I'm nice and ease state, bringin heat like Miami
You never got to let me flow I still kick it
Never got to light my six, I still whip it
Tell your chick not to see me no more, I still hit it
She tossed and committed, player the shot did it
And Mr. Dibbs in it, then leave it alone
Watch me floss all night, no, get your own, what
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on
Everybody come on
(Pras)
Yo, yo, yo a lot of people thought I left welcome me back like Carter
Play these cats with a vengeance watch them die harder
You play your sound; we'll play our louder
And stop askin me who the hell the baby's father
Dirty cash countin, my crew never loosin
Shorty on standby, chief four, jet fuelin
Who is to say (say), how many AK's (K)
Spread your way, what price you wanna pay?
Prices cut, iced seeds, sprinkle on my Rolo
Triple threat trio, you take us in the Limo, dig
I'm the safest ride I hear, next to the Volvo
Six double-o while you lacin a Pinto
No one isn't safe, many had, carry ways
I'm fully irate, most ghettos don't want to gate
We play Grammy's you play Ricki Lake
Baptizin sinners at the Salt Lake City baby
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on (get your thug on)
Everybody come on
(Pras)
Uh, yeah, come on, stop it, stop it
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Pras)
To all-them niggas locked down
All them real niggas nahmean?
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(A-get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(A-get your groove on)
(Pras)
Refugee Camp, uh-huh
Navy Seals, All-stars, come on, come on, come on
(Pras)
Yo, yo, yo, so you wanna be startin somethin
Not for nothin, but yo, Pras is only good for, steady pumpin
I go bust I'm inflammable yeah, you disgust me
Your flow is horrible, see your man gotta carry you
Hyper water balls say no more your words are too cheap
Too affordable, you incapable of runnin your label
Goin against my crew is very irrational, improbable
unthinkable, yeah quite impossible
So what's your motive, tell me, what's your agenda?
Try to slide under my name is all proper beginner
Tackle the crime, run out of time, in the wrong state of the mind
Is a sign of the time, you was quick like Cower Marie
Type a kid, slowly for what, his birth
I'll drink you like a bloody Mary
Why try, you die, black eye, you rough guys
Try to light my fire you get burnt with smoke eyes
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on (come on, come on, come on)
Everybody come on
Where you been, on tour, niggas get no dumber
It's scary; I know exactly what you did last summer
nothin, chilled low (low), do you feel dough? (dough)
I mean that real dough (dough) bitches still real slow (slow)
You got show dough, go in, split that
We'll be gone till November, when y'all niggas get back
Ah, did y'all ever go, ever flow, guess we'll never know
A lot of cats talk about it, hoes screamin, whether shows
Yo it's crunch time, ya want mine, you hardly know me
But when we blow, you'll catch them off guard like Kobe
Lauryn, we know Tone, with the camper would not
Now we did star as Rodies, point shamper would not
I'm not Puff, but I can stop, best you know
Test the flow don't do it, be the next to blow
Nigga check your seen my style is fly
Better get her, I'm on point like, Alan Nigh
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
Come on and get your thug on
(Come on, come on, come on)
Everybody come on
See cats real clever like me bringin the strong
Had a deal for a year, can't write one song
Been side too long, your advance picked up
I'm like Kane in 88, I'ma tear sh up
Spitter, six flows average dudes can't stand me
I'm nice and ease state, bringin heat like Miami
You never got to let me flow I still kick it
Never got to light my six, I still whip it
Tell your chick not to see me no more, I still hit it
She tossed and committed, player the shot did it
And Mr. Dibbs in it, then leave it alone
Watch me floss all night, no, get your own, what
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on
Everybody come on
(Pras)
Yo, yo, yo a lot of people thought I left welcome me back like Carter
Play these cats with a vengeance watch them die harder
You play your sound; we'll play our louder
And stop askin me who the hell the baby's father
Dirty cash countin, my crew never loosin
Shorty on standby, chief four, jet fuelin
Who is to say (say), how many AK's (K)
Spread your way, what price you wanna pay?
Prices cut, iced seeds, sprinkle on my Rolo
Triple threat trio, you take us in the Limo, dig
I'm the safest ride I hear, next to the Volvo
Six double-o while you lacin a Pinto
No one isn't safe, many had, carry ways
I'm fully irate, most ghettos don't want to gate
We play Grammy's you play Ricki Lake
Baptizin sinners at the Salt Lake City baby
(Chorus)
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on (get your thug on)
Everybody come on
(Pras)
Uh, yeah, come on, stop it, stop it
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Pras)
To all-them niggas locked down
All them real niggas nahmean?
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