Corrección Letra Let’s Get Down (Live at the House of Blues) par DJ Quik

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I'm gon’ leave the mic, uh
You didn't think we could flip it on your ass, huh?
Something for the dance floor
In a real way
It's going down like this forever
And a day
Ha

Now what you hear is not a drag
’Cause Mr. DJ Quik got a brand new bag
But first I gotta bang bang
A boogie for the boogie to the rhythm of the ghettoey streets
Check it out now
You tryna give me some Eight Ball but no way
I'd rather have a Heineken with Cristal and OJ, yeah
Just a little something bubbly and tingly
To have me walking around naked
But wait a second

The function's on
Around midnight
What time is it?
Are you inside?
Available
To comе and play
Give me a clue
So I don't havе to
Look for you
Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on, let's get down (Say what?)
In my black Chevrolet
Come on, let’s get down, let’s get down, let's get down
Come on, let’s get down, let's get down

Now, we don't need a club, we can do it at my house
My front door's open so homies can bust it out
And ladies if you’re coming leave your babies at the nursery
So you can get slow wind on the "Anniversary," feel me
I dip dip da
So don't be looking stupid when I unpop your bra
You know you wanna mack this
Because I come stronger than the IRS
Whenever you done got delinquent on your taxes

Now here I am
Staring at you (At you)
I need a drink
You need about two (You need one two)
Who is your friend?
She don't look nice (Uh, uh, uh)
But I know she will
Later on tonight
Come on, let's get down
Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on, let's get down (Say what?)
In my black Chevrolet
Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on, let's get down, let's get down

Now I'm at the club and I'm off that drug
The one they call alcohol got me acting, y'all
I hump two freaks before I hump two more
And now I'm throwing up my guts out the car door
Overconsumption, you know how it is, y'all
Got your n***a beggin' for some Pepto Bismol
But when my stomach's right I'll be back tonight
To get that Asian I was grinding on the wall

(Now that I feel)
Now that I feel a little better than I felt a little while ago, yeah
I'm going back to the same spot
Where I met you on the floor (One, two, three)
Now table one, that's my folks
Now table two, that's my folks
And everybody knows my name
(Table three, where you at?)
Now table three, that's the one
Now table four, that's G-One
You best be prepared
'Cause it's on again, you know
Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on, let's get down, in my black Chevrolet (Down, down, down)
Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on, let's get down, let's get down (Down, down, down)
Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down
Come on, let's get down, in my black Chevrolet
Come on, let's get down, let's get down

I gotta get my groove on
I gotta get my groove on
I gotta get my groove on
I gotta get my groove on
I'm movin' (Say what?)
I'm groovin', yeah

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