Get Down (Radio Mix)

Lyrics
MF Grimm - "Get Down" [Emcee(s): MF Grimm] [Producer(s): Dr. Butcher] [Scratches: Dr. Butcher] [Hook/Additional Vocals: Ekim] [Sample (Melody): Isao Tomita - "Great Gate of Kiev" (3:18)] [Intro (Overlapped with Bridge): MF Grimm] Yeah. That's right. Uh huh. Come on. Keep it going, keep it going, what? Keep it going. Uh huh, uh huh, get down. Uh, yeah, uh huh, uh huh [Bridge (Overlapped with Intro): Sample from the Artifacts - "C'mon Wit Da Git Down"] Get down Get down Get down Get down Get down Get down [Verse 1: MF Grimm] Days of Alizé Nights of Cristal, champagne corks Bust like they're pistols. Feeling good Sit back, wine, dine, watch the diamonds Glitter, gold shine, expensive Games we play, mad shout-outs Coming from the DJ. Some come as Couples and others single. DJ scratch it in Everybody jingles. A lot of players Party, game's tight, but jealous motherfuckers Only come to start fights. You's a bigger nigga Ignore it. They're broke Mad at you for it. Eye on bottle Really wanna pour it, throat so dry Player-haters don't know why They could play too if they really tried There's enough for everyone to have a slice of pie. To The bar, more drinks we buy. (How we live?) We live The good life 'til the day we die [Hook: Ekim] (x2) Everybody on the Floor, throw your hands up! And wave 'em like you just don't care in the air! Keep 'em up! Come on, keep 'em up! On the floor! That's right! [Verse 2: MF Grimm] My crew's representing jiddy, exotic women Perfume, dress pretty. See the DJ He got the music flowing, party over here Soul Train line going, have no fear Ladies hypnotize with booties on the low Players slide with cuties, dress spandex So you know the ass out. Niggas sweaty Drunk, about to pass out, but fuck that Hear your favorite song, to the floor, stagger back with a Slight diddy bop though, stepping like the mack Bitches roll in packs, eyes on money stacks All dime pieces, none seemed wack Soul come through speakers as sound. Can you Feel it? Yeah, feel the love all around, everybody [Hook: Ekim] (x2) Everybody on the Floor, throw your hands up! And wave 'em like you just don't care in the air! Keep 'em up! Come on, keep 'em up! On the floor! That's right! [Verse 3: MF Grimm] Look You come in here to have fun, don't act up No wins, you're out-gunned a thousand to one Represent Monsta Island, shine like the Sun, parties Rocked straight from start, continue, never done Five families unite, become one Invisible on map, the world we run Accumulate the papers, nonbelievers left stunned [Hook: Ekim] (x2) Everybody on the Floor, throw your hands up! And wave 'em like you just don't care in the air! Keep 'em up! Come on, keep 'em up! On the floor! That's right!
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- MF Grimm