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[Intro Hey You, get down! (x 4) I Hey You, let's get down! (Chant) Hey You, get down! (RoQy) I tip my hat for time By out, without doubt, I'm the best in town.. 1] Uh, now I drive an automatic, honestly I'd rather drive stick. When I hear this song on/ Started actin' all erratic, speedin' the cameras don't exist. If you hear a honked horn/ Better scoot out my path I'm movin' like a bat up outta hell. I better slow down/ If patrolmen ever up, honestly I'd probably go to jail with the quickness/ I be finished/ If I believed in the limit, I would take heed in the beginnin'/ I don't need Or at least my ID getting relinquished, end up with a ticket/ your registration on ya, they straight pinoche/ Watch for the profile, anxious/ Low patience for pacin'/ I race to the like double-o agents/ Smashin' Porsche Phantoms, Rolls, and Roadster/ Cash is shorter than Costanza/ Hella expensive, I'll for Sentras, no sense in pretendin'/ I'm not in financial limits, my progress is hindered/ Got problems rent because I'm independent/ Yes, it's true I'm short with cash/ But if you're new and just tuned in "The Back" /
From the booth, to the block, to the Rinse and repeat, I prove my worth People, if you feel me raise your freakin' up 'em in the air 'til your elbow hurts Wanna see ya hands up, better pay Homie better put your cell phone, jerk If you're holdin a camera, pose in a stance Now jump up and down 'til you move Earth
Everybody say Hey You, get down! (Chant) Hey You, get down! (RoQy) Say Hey You, get down! (Chant) Hey You, get down! (RoQy) Everybody say Hey You, get down! I tip my hat for investin' By comin' out, doubt, I'm the best in town
2] Time ain't currency to waste, urgencies a trait/ Burn the Interstate like I'm thirty minutes late, give or Top speed, RoQ McQueen, off the exit I Laugh at all laws , I / by like The Mach Five/ Sharp eye for the narcs in the cop ride on the far In the lot in the dark side by the You'll get stopped if your car fly through the stop Authorities for bold offences/ the intersection with no discretion/ The in each direction, upon assessment/ Devoid of any vessels, there's no The foot smacks on the car floor/ Wheels spinnin' like on a cardboard/ The Eighties a fad to an art form/ show your ass, get involved more!/
I'm bout to bust a circle for me I'm bout to somethin' I'll form a for you I'ma somethin' a circle for me I'm bout to somethin' I'll form a for you I'ma bust Form a for me I'm bout to somethin' I'll a circle for you, for you, HEY YOU!
3] If I had a dollar every time labeled me a screw up/ Or claimed I'm a loser/ I'm a waste of a medulla, unstable as a suitor/ Probably have more than a tutor hmmm/ No understandin' why the plans of so damn devine/ The grams of the of time had passed to find/ Their laughter and died/ Their fans of my grand design, act surprised/
From the booth, to the block, to the Rinse and repeat, 'til I my worth Now people, if you feel me raise your hands up Throw 'em in the air 'til elbow hurts see ya hands up, better pay attention Homie better put away your cell phone, If you're a camera, I'll pose in a stance Now jump up and down you move that Earth
Everybody say Hey You, get down! (Chant) Hey You, get down! (RoQy) Say Hey You, get down! (Chant) Hey You, get down! (RoQy) say Hey You, let's get down! I tip my hat for investin' By comin' out, without doubt, I'm the in town like UGHHHHH!!