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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rupee
Performer
Salaam Remi
Other Instrument
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rupert Clarke
Songwriter
Salaam Remi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rupert Clarke
Executive Producer
Salaam Remi
Producer
Craig Kallman
Executive Producer
Van Gibbs
Executive Producer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Gary "The Mon" Noble
Mixing Engineer
Salaamremi.com
Producer
Chris Allman
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Salaam Remi, Rupee, Lil' Kim, The Queen Bee
Check the club, yeah , check the club
[Verse 2]
Outside, inside, the place it rammed
Dance floor tight but we don't give a damn
Man hold yuh gal, gal hold yuh man and
Do the damn thing, do the damn thing
Pop, that Cris
No work tomorrow and you know I ain't drivin'
Excuse me, miss
Tell me what's your name and tell me what your drinkin'
No sleep tonight, party's goin' on till six in the mornin'
The dance floor's tight
Yo, just the way we like it, everybody's jumpin'
[Verse 3]
(Come on, come on) Get your freak on
(Yeah) Do what you want
(Do the damn thing) Gal move your waist
(Come on, come on) Give me a taste
(Yeah, yeah) Get your freak on
(Wow, wow) Do what you want
(Do it now) Mash up di place
(Mash yaself) Give me a taste
[Verse 4]
(Lil' Kim) To the sexy gal dem pop it like it's hot
Wine pon yuh mate and show him what you got
Rudeboys in the place and dem nah left they Glock
Anyone passa passa dem a bussin' off a shot
If they, feelin good then the party too packed
We a toppa shotta we nuh tek back nuh slack
If yuh, fresh from yard then (Barbados) holla back
Rupee and Queen Bee and we all one love
I do the damn thing like a dancehall queen
Dudes on me like a dancehall scene
Me and my girls, we like a dancehall team
Droppin that *** like we at the Sunsplash
Bossmen pop Cris if the money done spent
If they rather drink Coronas then Seagram's Gin
We don't leave the party till the damn thing end
And back the next day and do the damn thing again
[Verse 5]
Gal, move your waist
Wine all around and mash up di place
Deal with de case, yeah
When I see yuh gal yuh put a smile upon mi face
Inside di club
Sippin on Hyp, Baribarks and Bub
Bass like a sub, yeah
Hip Hop, Soca, sweet rub a dub (Hey)
[Verse 6]
Get your freak on
Do what you want
Mash up di place
Give me a taste
[Verse 7]
Outside, inside, the place, it rammed
Dance floor tight but we don't give a damn
Man hold yuh gal and gal hold yuh man and
Do the damn thing, do the damn thing
Outside, inside, the place, it rammed
Dance floor tight but we don't give a damn
Man hold yuh gal and gal hold yuh man and
Do the damn thing, do the damn thing
The sun is up, after the show it is the afterparty
It don't stop, everyting nice and mi feelin' irie
We don't care, no
Nobody wants this session to end
People everywhere, tomorrow night we do the same thing again
[Verse 8]
Get your freak on (Get it on, uh)
Do what you want (Whatcha want now?)
Gal move your waist (Move ya waist gal)
Give me a taste (Give me a taste, yeah)
Get your freak on
Do what you want
Mash up di place (Do the damn thing, yeah)
Give me a taste
[Verse 9]
Get your freak on (Rupee)
Do what you want (Come on, yeah)
(Salaam Remi) Gal move your waist
Give me a taste
Get your freak on
Do what you want
Mash up di place
Give me a taste
Written by: Rupert Clarke, Salaam Remi