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Song «Gettin' Jiggy wit It» von Will Smith.
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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1997 11 25 (Album), 1998 01 16 (Single)
Label: Columbia 488662 2, Columbia 38K 78804
Songwriter Samuel Barnes & Bernard Edwards & Joey Robinson & Jr. & Nile Rodgers & Will Smith
Produktion: Poke and Tone & The Trackmasters
Genre: Hip-Hop - Blingera - Poprap
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Will Smith
Samuel Barnes
Bernard Edwards
Joey Robinson
Jr.
Nile Rodgers
Will Smith
Poke and Tone
The Trackmasters
Lyrics
[Intro] (Bring it) Wooooo Uh, uh, uh, uh Haha, haha What, what, what, what Uh [Verse 1] On your mark ready set let's go, dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho (Woo) When my new joint hit, just can't sit Gotta get jiggy wit it, ooh, that's it Now honey honey come ride, DKNY All up in my eye, you got a Prada Bag with a lot-a, stuff in it (Ugh, ugh, ugh) Give it to your friend let's spin, everybody lookin' at me Glancin' the kid, wishing 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 (Haha) Give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay (Woo) Yo my cardio is infinite, ha-ha Big Willie style's all in it Gettin' jiggy wit it [Chorus] (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) [Verse 2] What? You want to ball with the kid? Watch your step (Woo), you might fall trying to do what I did Mama (Ugh) mama (Ugh) mama come closer In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub, uh 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 Bump my hits and watch them go off, a-go off Ah, yes-yes y'all (Woo), ya don't stop In the winter or the (Summertime), I makes it hot Gettin' jiggy wit 'em [Chorus] (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) [Verse 3] Eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift Who's the kid in the drop? Who else Will Smith Living 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 Weezie C.R.E.A.M. to the maximum I be asking 'em Would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum? Never see Will attacking 'em Rather play ball with Shaq and 'em, flatten 'em Psych, kidding Thought I took a spill, but I didn't Trust the lady of my life she hitting 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 [Outro] (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Gettin' jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) Uh uh (Na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na na) (Na na na na na na na)