"How Ya ****** Get Down" [Prod. by A Tribe Called Quest]

<Intro>
From Brooklyn town all the way to Troy New York
Tell me Asoh don't got that fire to spark it off
<Verse 1>
Left foot, right foot
Baby show me motion
Frankly I'm just trynna fit my future in your ocean
See, the way your body switch put me in a trance
**** a face, cupid never aims whenever he lands
I can prove your old man was a nuisance
She said don't go playing games
So I said baby just dance
She said, born and raised in Illinois
So I am hella shy but show me how your sons get down with these Brooklynites
I can tell that I hooked your eyes
So say goodbye to your innocence
Cause you might have to mourn tonight
Rest assure
Like veterans of dying wars
Mistake me as a ***** and I'll lead to the demise of yours
Rewind the clock when ******* never spared me lanes for striking
Now ******* fight to throw the box
Cause when a ***** grab the mic
That **** is so enticing
Juat thank the dice man
Cause even I didn't see the odds of a ***** like me just rising
But I guess God had a plan for this man
So imma raise hell even if Satan's snakes give a damn
I'm out for presidents to aid me till I'm pinned
But if you ****** think I'm too sick
Tell Monroe to bring the doctor in
Show me how me how your ****** get down
And imma show you how clowned
Right quick
**** your brand and **** your clique
Been controlling the remote since 1996
I am, the only man that can but won't grow
Born 19 nineteen years ago
Yet it still seems my only goal is to break walls and bust flows
I been laid in underground for way too long
At some point I gotta blow
<Hook>
This club was packed but it just got warmer
I been peeped your ass standing in the corner
But hold up wait a minute Mr. Smoke, slow your roll
Cause before I take you home
I'mma need your ass to show..
Can you show me how you ****** get down
Show em how you get down baby (Move your body)
<Verse 2>
Look, turn me up
I bring beats back just to consume while I kill
Turning all these 90's tracks into treadmills
And who would've thought that Brooklyn kid from the east side
Could turn being a square into a cube
And have a different talent for each side
Baby be wise
Cause these dog ass ****** like to howl when the moonshine
Intertwine your vibes with mine
Ever since the greeting
I foresaw us having many good nights
Don't be shy cause I'll treat you right
Guarantee the memories of other lovers will be left aside
And that's word to the ************* wise
Laid an owl out until he told my where my tootsie pop lied
<Hook>
<Outro>