| Lyrics: | Uh, uh, keep it goin
Yea, whatever
[Flavor Flav]
Now, now, now
Now this is that
fly shit, the do or die shit
Made shit, platinum shit that make you so sick
Flavor Flav
?time ticks, just count the six to eight figures?
? shut em down at the Ritz
Thinkin of
grits, Kibbles 'n Bits, now I'm in the mix
Flav be doin just like this
Off the meat rack,
got my money stacked
Blow out your back, no fakin jacks
Kid relax, honey I shrunk the
kids
Flipped your wig, on top of the world like 'Pac and Big
Flavor Flav still stay
jig
Takin a swing, knock you out like Shannon Briggs
Up on your block, money bustin out my
socks
Yo I'm in it for life, I'm takin a piece of the rock
Flavor Flav got a lot, so you
know I can't stop
In ninety-eight I'm livin on large estates boy!
Chorus:
*sung*
Flavor Flav shake yo' booty
Get rich, do your dance, it's your duty
Stack
paper, and let's get crazy
Throw your hands in the air then be Swayze
(repeat
2X)
[Flavor Flav]
Check out my girls, check out my girls
Sing that shit G, sing
that shit G!
Give me the night, like George Benson
and have fun, this jam is number
one
We gonna party til it's done, me and DR
goin real far
In a black car, fat
two-seater
Rich like Kedar, on my Def Jam's
Let's see how the ball bounce
I'ld lampin,
so you know I can't fall
From Strong Island, still buckwhylin, stylin
Profilin, eatin at
City Island
Now you know the real score, Flavor's raw
Catch me on tour, makin mad moves for
sure
Hittin chicks like galore, we're gonna dance
til we shake the floor, I
know you party people want more
Chorus
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