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[Intro Hey You, get down! (x 4) I said Hey You, get down! (Chant) Hey You, get down! (RoQy) I tip my hat for investin' By out, without doubt, I'm the best in town.. 1] Uh, right now I drive an automatic, honestly I'd rather drive stick. I hear this song on/ Started actin' all erratic, speedin' like the cameras don't exist. If you a honked horn/ Better scoot out my path I'm movin' a bat up outta hell. Think I better slow down/ If ever catch up, honestly I'd probably go to jail with the quickness/ I would be If I believed in the speed limit, I would take in the beginnin'/ I don't prison/ Or at least my ID getting relinquished, end up 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' Phantoms, Rolls, and Aston Roadster/ Cash is shorter George Costanza/ Hella expensive, I'll settle for Sentras, no in pretendin'/ I'm not in With financial limits, my is hindered/ Got problems rent because I'm independent/ Yes, true 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 prove my People, if you feel me raise your freakin' up Throw 'em in the air 'til your hurts see ya hands up, better pay attention Homie put away your cell phone, jerk If you're holdin a camera, I'll pose in a Now jump up and down 'til you move 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) say Hey You, let's get down! I tip my hat for time By comin' out, doubt, I'm the best in town
2] Time ain't currency to waste, urgencies a trait/ Burn the like I'm thirty minutes late, give or take/ Top speed, RoQ McQueen, off the I haul/ Laugh at all traffic , I / by like The Mach Five/ Sharp eye for the narcs in the cop ride on the far In the lot in the side by the Popeye's/ You'll get if your car fly through the stop sign/ arrestin' for bold offences/ Blow the intersection with no The road in direction, upon assessment/ Devoid of any vessels, no pedestrians/ The foot pedal on the car floor/ Wheels spinnin' like on a cardboard/ The Eighties a fad to an art form/ Everybody show ass, get involved more!/
I'm bout to somethin' a circle for me I'm bout to bust I'll a circle for you I'ma bust Form a for me I'm to bust somethin' I'll form a for you I'ma bust a circle for me I'm bout to somethin' form a circle for you, for you, HEY YOU!
3] If I had a dollar every somebody labeled me a screw up/ Or that I'm a loser/ Sayin' I'm a of a medulla, unstable as a suitor/ Probably have more paper than a hmmm/ No understandin' why the plans of mine so damn The grams of the sands of time had passed to Their laughter and died/ Their of my grand design, don't act surprised/
From the booth, to the block, to the Rinse and repeat, 'til I my worth Now people, if you feel me raise freakin' hands up Throw 'em in the air your elbow hurts see ya hands up, better pay attention Homie better put away your cell phone, If you're holdin a camera, I'll pose in a Now jump up and down 'til you 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 time By comin' out, doubt, I'm the best in town like UGHHHHH!!