Get Your Groove On - Mad Skillz

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 niggas 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

Niggas 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 niggas 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