Yeah, yeah (Yeah, everybody take it off)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Yeah, baby girl take it off)
Uh-huh, yeah baby (Flipmode Squad, make you take it off)
Flipmode again (Busta Rhymes, I make you take it off)
Uh-huh, Busta Rhymes (Yeah, motherfucker just take it off)
What, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah (Yo, yo, yo)
Take off your shoes, make you dance in your socks for blocks
Nigga be dippin' a million Watts hot!
Better pause and take a look. There's a whole lot of whores
Run up in a storm. Bitch a try to take you for yours, for sure
Word up, yo! Etch-a-sketch it, ya can't catch it
So play it on a record and take it off 'til you ass naked
Word to mother. Shorty stacked like a horse
Pushin' a force, Lookin' to floss, Diana Ross (Chow!)
Flow better. One of the biggest seller
Tell me whatever. Whether a nigga stack mozzarella
Hey I'mma get ya, I ain't comin' with ya, Hit ya
With another scripture that will really split ya
Based on the fact you wack, and we don't need none of that
Keepin' it movin'. Now tell me, where my niggas is at? (Hahahaha...)
Yo, from here to Brook, niggas is shook, look
I'll make you sing the hook, Shake your ass, Wiggle your foot
I'll make you - TAKE IT OFF
Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF
Give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF
And when we hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF
And everybody if you with me, just - TAKE IT OFF
Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF
Yo, give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF
And when I hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF
And if you with me everybody just - TAKE IT OFF
Yo, wiggle and bounce baby. More to the ounce baby
That's what I be about baby. Give me a shout baby (Oooooh)
All up in your body. Whippin' the Maserati
Through the city with one of my hottie. I'm on my way to the party
Meet with my nigga Marty and Little Gotti and Scotty
Sippin' Bacardi so you know we runnin' up everybody
Whip about 50 cars. Roll in the jam, niggas whylin' out at the bar (Ohh)
We keep it movin'. Every time, yo (Ohh)
Shit that make your DJ spin it back four time, yo
Let it rain and let it drizzle. Heat in the club be makin' you sizzle
All of the bitches right in the middle (Word up)
I make y'all niggas move, makin' you sweat, makin' you get busy
Got y'all niggas losin' your breath
So I started walkin' this way
Pass the stingrays, see the Kunta Kinte, chick doing meringue (Yo)
Hey Mister DJ hit with a replay. Check it. Hey why you all in my face
Give me some leeway. Got you doin' what we say
Other niggas racin' and whylin' out on the freeway
Rushin' to get in a club and get all up in the place
Get inside and see (Flipmode) in your face (Wooh)
Now let me take y'all niggas straight to the point
After the party, radio be still bangin' my joint
Turn it up a little while I make you - TAKE IT OFF
Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF
Yo, give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF
And when we hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF
And if you with me, everybody just - TAKE IT OFF
Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF
Yo, give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF
And when we hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF
And everybody if you with me just - TAKE IT OFF
Hah, shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF
Flipmode is the squad, nigga
Chh-ahh-ahh-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-ahhh
Yeah. Ahh-ahh, move around, nigga, ahh, ahh
Baby, shake yo' ass, just ahh-ahh
C'mon, and just ahh-ahh
If it's hot just take it off, motherfucker
Baby, just take it off
Sssss, cha-cha-chka-chka-chka-cha-cha
Chka-chka-chka-chka-cha-cha
A-chka-cha-cha
Do the Salsa!
-- Synced by NoMan --
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