Get Down

Lyrics

[Intro: Nasty Jack] Get down Yeah boy Get down [Verse 1: Nasty Jack] What's up? It's the N.A.S.T.Y. gasher 5'9" with a N.A.S.T.Y. swagger Got more flows than [?] got glamour Weekend Cameo, weekday Sama See me in the dance with my n***a named Armour [?] like armour Mak 10 in the cut, we call him the barber No DJ can fade like ours does Better make way for the N.A.S.T.Y. bastards Tryna make hits like Snoop and Nas does Some of you thought that you heard the last of Stormin, Sharky, Hyper and Marcus Who laughs last is the best at laughter Who's laughing now? Me and my partners Done with the haters, we're out for the papers This shit here's strictly for the ravers [Chorus: Nasty Jack] All fly gash, get down, get down All rudeboys, get down, get down N****s at the back, ladies at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club Ooh, get down, get down All fly gash, get down, get down Ladies at the back, n****s at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club [Verse 2: Nasty Jack] What's up? You know I got hooks It's all good when I'm in your hood It gets N.A.S.T.Y. when my team's in the shubs My team's N.A.S.T.Y., we don't play by the book I make dough like I'm in league with the crooks On the riddims, get dirt like Goodz Leave the track all burnt up like soot Serve the beat right up, call me the cook Yeah, I admit, I rate myself If I was gash, I'd probably date myself My flow stay skippy just like gazelles If I was them n****s, I would hate me as well I'm so choong that I signed myself I know about bling and designer wealth I'm tryna get the house with the pool as well I'm tryna make a mil' like Shaq O'Neal [Chorus: Nasty Jack] All fly gash, get down, get down All rudeboys, get down, get down N****s at the back, ladies at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club Ooh, get down, get down All fly gash, get down, get down Ladies at the back, n****s at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club [Verse 3: Nasty Jack] I be the n***a with the flow so lazy Drunk on Hennessy; Patrick Swayze Driving you crazy like Ms Daisy X amount of gash wanna have my baby Charlene, Sophie, Sadie, Stacey All over MySpace talking nasty They wanna get down, wanna get nasty They wanna get up close with the army I don't wanna be the best MC But I'm your best MC's best MC You don't believe me? Go and ask Jme If I'm one of the best to ever do this ting Wait, I don't think you heard me I said I'm your best MC's best MC Don't believe me? Go and ask Jme If the level of MCing is high around me [Chorus: Nasty Jack] All fly gash, get down, get down All rudeboys, get down, get down N****s at the back, ladies at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club Ooh, get down, get down All fly gash, get down, get down Ladies at the back, n****s at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club [Verse 4: Stormin] Yeah, I'm the skippiest guy deh pon the block Certain man like to try but they flop You can't skip so you might as well bop It's not working so you might as well stop Ain't you lot clocked that Stormin's top At mashing up raves and licking off blocks? Skippiest guy in the biz because my style's hot Skippiest guy in the biz because my style's fresh When I touch mic, girls get hype They can't believe I'm there in the flesh They're like "yes, Stormin's the best I beg you say your song and that next" And we always get reloads no matter who's on the decks Always get reloads no matter who's on the mic Not my fault that I've got the hype And we always get reloads when we say bars like [Chorus: Nasty Jack] All fly gash, get down, get down All rudeboys, get down, get down N****s at the back, ladies at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club Ooh, get down, get down All fly gash, get down, get down Ladies at the back, n****s at the front Listen, my DJ, fuck up the club