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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mystikal
Mystikal
Vocals
Nivea
Nivea
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blahzay Blahzay
Blahzay Blahzay
Songwriter
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Songwriter
DJ Premier
DJ Premier
Songwriter
Jeru the Damaja
Jeru the Damaja
Songwriter
Martell Ellis
Martell Ellis
Songwriter
P.F. Cuttin
P.F. Cuttin
Songwriter
Shelly Manne
Shelly Manne
Songwriter
Willie Clarke
Willie Clarke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Neptunes
The Neptunes
Producer
Pat Viala
Pat Viala
Recording Engineer
Supa Engineer "Duro"
Supa Engineer "Duro"
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You know what time it is, ****
And you know that fuckin' shit
Danger! danger!
Get on the floor!
The **** right here!
Sang it!
Been so long (Sang it!)
Since he's been on (Sang it!)
So please (Get on the floor)
Show me (Sang it! The **** right here)
What it is that you want to see
Go tell the DJ to put my shit on
I'm keeping you **** and bitches in jump from the minute I get 'em
Takin' they shirt off, showing they tattoos
Screamin', hollerin' and all
Got the gift to come up with it
Put it together, deliver it, make them feel it, bitch I been on
Sharp like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener
Bad like that student in the principal office
Put rappers in coffins, they dive like dolphins
I'm the damnedest lyrical marvel you don't come across often
So watch yourself
Or fuck around and get beside yourself, I know
Go ahead though, bounce them titties
Shake that ass, drop that pussy but stay in line ho
Fuck I can't, 'cause ya can-can
Cock up, head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand
Yeah that pussy smokin'
If you gon' do something then bend over, and bust that pussy open
Been so long (Get up!)
Since he's been on (Come on!)
So please (Get on the floor!)
Show me (Sang it!)
What it is that you want to see
Been so long (Sang it!)
Since he's been on (Sang it!)
So please
Show me (What?)
What it is that you want to see
My fucking concert line around the corner
Parkin' cars, **** with they bitch with nothin' on her
You lookin' good momma! Why, pssh what's up homie?
Sirens, limousines, and the club owner ya bitch you
If you late, ain't no getting in this bitch cause it's fillin' up
Inside packed from the floor to the ceiling up
The building ain't big enough!
I'm backstage bouncing, adrenaline buildin' up!
The pussy cutter, did I stutter
The heart flutter, make your woman drawers melt like butter!
Down like Nelly, I'm hype like Belly
The rhyme-seller! Kick ass like Jim Kelly!
Stand up, round out, boot up and frown
Tell a **** if he wanna try it then bitch come on down!
No sweat, no blood, no tears
And if I tell ya it's the shit then, bitch that's what it is!
Been so long (Sang!)
Since he's been on (Say what!?)
So please (Get on the floor!)
Show me (The **** right here!)
What it is that you want to see (Sang it!)
Been so long (Sang it!)
Since he's been on (Say what!?)
So please (Get on the floor!)
Show me (The **** right here!)
What it is that you want to see
Danger (Talkin' 'bout)
Danger (Motherfucker look)
Get on the floor
The **** right here
Danger, (Motherfucker) Watch your back
Danger, (Look look)
**** what? (Look look)
Get on the floor (What?)
The **** right here, get 'em up (What?)
(Danger!)
Been so long (Sang danger!)
Since he's been on (What?)
So please (Get on the floor)
Show me
What it is that you want to see (The **** right here, sang it!)
Been so long (Danger!)
Since he's been on
So please (Get on the floor)
Show me (The **** right here!)
What it is that you want to see (Sang it!)
Danger!
Danger!
Get on the floor!
The **** right here!
Danger!
Danger!
Get on the floor!
The **** right here!
Written by: Charles Edward Hugo, Michael Tyler, Pharrell Williams
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