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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 comin' out, without doubt, I'm the in town.. 1] Uh, right now I drive an automatic, I'd rather drive stick. When I hear this song on/ Started all erratic, speedin' like 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 catch up, honestly I'd probably go to jail with the I be finished/ If I believed in the speed limit, I would take in the beginnin'/ I don't prison/ Or at my ID getting relinquished, end up with a steep ticket/ Have your on ya, they straight pinoche/ for the racial profile, anxious/ Low patience for pacin'/ I race to the location double-o agents/ Smashin' Porsche Phantoms, Rolls, and Aston is shorter than George Costanza/ Hella expensive, I'll settle for Sentras, no in pretendin'/ I'm not in With financial limits, my is hindered/ Got problems with rent I'm independent/ Yes, it's that I'm short with cash/ But if you're new and tuned in "The Culture's Back" /
From the booth, to the block, to the Rinse and repeat, 'til I my worth People, if you feel me raise your hands up Throw 'em in the air 'til your hurts see ya hands up, better pay attention Homie better put your cell phone, jerk If you're holdin a camera, I'll pose in a Now jump up and 'til 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) Everybody say Hey You, get down! I tip my hat for investin' By out, without doubt, I'm the best in town
2] Time time ain't currency to waste, a trait/ Burn the Interstate like I'm thirty minutes late, or take/ Top speed, RoQ McQueen, off the exit I Laugh at all traffic , I / Shot by like The Five/ Sharp eye for the narcs in the cop on the far right/ In the lot in the dark by the Popeye's/ You'll get stopped if your car fly through the stop Authorities for bold offences/ Blow the intersection no discretion/ The in each direction, upon assessment/ Devoid of any vessels, no pedestrians/ The foot pedal smacks on the car Wheels spinnin' like on a cardboard/ The turned a fad to an art form/ show your ass, get involved more!/
I'm bout to somethin' Form a for me I'm bout to bust I'll form a for you bust somethin' Form a for me I'm bout to bust I'll a circle for you I'ma bust Form a for me I'm bout to somethin' I'll form a for you, for you, HEY YOU!
3] If I had a dollar every somebody 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 paper than a hmmm/ No why the plans of mine so damn devine/ The grams of the sands of had passed to find/ laughter and slander died/ Their fans of my design, don't act surprised/
From the booth, to the block, to the and repeat, 'til I prove my worth Now people, if you feel me raise your hands up 'em in the air 'til your elbow hurts Wanna see ya hands up, pay attention Homie better put away your cell phone, If holdin a camera, I'll pose in a stance Now jump up and down 'til you that Earth
say Hey You, let's 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 time By out, without doubt, I'm the best in town like UGHHHHH!!