Låttexter: Will Smith. Gettin' Jiggy With It.

Bring it, whoa
Uh, uh, uh, uh, aha, aha
What, what, what, what, uh

On your mark, ready set, lets go
Dance floor pro I know you know
I go psycho when my new joint hit
Just can't sit, gotta get jiggy wit it
Ooh, thats it

A honey, honey come ride
DKNY all up in my eye
You gotta, Prada bag with alotta stuff in it
Give it to your friend let's spin

Everybody lookin' at me
Glancin' the kid
Wishin' they was dancin' a jig
Here with this handsome kid

Ciga-cigar right from Cuba, Cuba
I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it
Illway the an-may on the ance-day oor-flay
Givin' up jiggy make it feel like foreplay
Yo, my car, yo, its infinite, ha, ha
Big Willie styles all in it

Gettin' jiggy wit it
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Gettin' jiggy wit it
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Gettin' jiggy wit it
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What you wanna ball with the kid?
Watch your step you might fall
Trying to do what I did

Mama-unh mama-unh I'm a come closer
In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub, unh
No love for the haters, the haters
Mad 'cause I got floor seats at the Lakers
See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders
Met Ali he told me I'm the greatest

I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser
DJ play another
From the prince of this
Your highness
Only mad chicks ride in my whips

South to the west to the east to the north
Bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off
Ah, yes, yes, y'all and ya don't stop
In the winter or the summertime
I makes it hot

Gettin jiggy wit 'em
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Gettin' jiggy wit it
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Gettin' jiggy wit it
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Gettin' jiggy wit it
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Eight-fifty I S if you need a lift
Who's the kid in the drop
Who else Will Smith
Livin' that life some consider a myth
Rock from south street to one two fifth

Women used to tease me
Give it to me now nice and easy
Since I moved up like George and wheezy

Cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em
Would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum
Never see will attackin' 'em
Rather play ball with Shaq and 'em, flatten 'em

Psyche kiddin'
You thought I took a spill but I didn't
Trust the lady of my life she hittin'
Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon
Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly
You trying to flex on me don t be silly

Gettin jiggy wit it
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Gettin' jiggy wit it
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