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| SHYSTIE | Get Loose |
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Me and my whole squad pull up on the night
Taking up the whole road with out cars and our super bikes
Now were outside but the queues long
So I get bredrin to dance to the thong song
With a bouncer shes licking her lips
Rotating her hips, bum flicks on his (Oooh)
He whispers in her ear, and then I hear him say
Her and her whole crew get in and they dont have to pay
Hey, now were in Harlem shaking to the ground
DJ Scottie B dont stop playing that sound
We make our way to the bar in the club
And my whole crew buying bare bottles of bub
Oh shit, my vision seems blurred
Im laughing to myself cos my words seem slurred
Im feeling tipsy
But I dont give a dam Ive come to party
If youre standing up against the wall
Yo whats wrong, your shoes too small?
Put them hands in the air-yah
If not aint they fresh under deyah
Wile out on the dance floor
I mean what the hell did you come here for
Move like your crazy and hard
If you get weird looks shout so what
GET LOOSE
Ga get ga get, ga get ga get ga get ga get
GET GET GA GET LOOSE
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
When Im spitting this sounds superb
(Get off me) now give me the respect I deserve
Cos Ive had enough now, watch out here I come
Ima keep swinging you like elephant trunks
Ive crash-landed, Im taking over this shit
And since Ive come Ive made a lot of emcees quit
Its a Shystie phenomenon you cant ignore
Im on your airwaves, in your high street stores
Jezze jezze now should I take a break
Yeah you would it but theres no way
Naa I think I will stay,
Cos to piss a hater off will make my day
YUP, Im not slowing down, Ill keep on going now
New rhymes in my head just keep on flowing now
Ah my time this so Im doing my thing
Can I get ah wot wot can I get a amen
Now I got you thinking bout what my next move could be
But concentrate on your own and dont watch me
Shystie is gona be around for a long while
Hitting back again every time with ah new style
Oh.. taste my lyrics in your face
If you feel you can keep with my pace
At this rate that Im going boy I just dont care
Cos another artist couldnt do this here
So-come on now tell me why should I fret
Naa come on, tell me why if Im never gona let
Nobody come along and ever take my place
Cos Ive worked like a bitch to get myself in this race
Oh my days, shes going on real
Yeah dam straight cos you know that Im ill
Shysties sick shes real to the game
Now your know that just remember my name
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