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Take a flight, passport, Jam may be gritty
Cause your listening to the boy from the big beat, beat, Oi!
Speaking something fresh be my guest at the matinee
Flowing through the veins is the blood of Cab Calloway
Under the spotlight but not in front of a big band
Tell me⦠How much charisma can you withstand?
Step inna de place to be gracefully gracious
Hear some sly remarks but let the haters be haters
Itâs a full house but thereâs no card dealing
A wink to the haters to show thereâs no hard feelings (Naaah!)
Even if you said âHau is fakeâ
Donât bother getting your flat brim bent outta shape (Naaah!)
Just cos youâre here without a date
Donât take it out on me, man, Iâll show you how to make
A move so smooth. Oh you just gotta see
Honestly you gotta speak confidently
On the beat I dance like âooh sexyâ
On the beat you dance like two left feet
Youâre dancing to the words; man you gotta loosen up, bruh
If you get it right then you get to loosen up bras
Remove panties then do what you gotta
International â do the lambada
Tank fly boss walk jam nitty gritty
Youâre listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot (let me tell youâ¦)
This is jam hot
Tank fly boss walk jam nitty gritty
Youâre listening to the boy from the big big big big...
Dressed to impress, but itâs not a zoot suit
But I look fresh, as them brothers used to
Quick with the wit like them brothers in the Juice Crew
When I gets loose, I leave brothers with a loose tooth
Clicking my fingers like Spike and Denzel
At the start of Malcolm X in a Friday night special
Whatever joint you chose â I got the pointy shoe shuffle
Where the naughty girls shimmer and the naughty boys hustle
Enter the dancehall swinging off the chandelier
Eyeing of your chain like, âGive it up! Hand it here!â
Escape out the back never to be seen again
Disappear into the darkâs unknown parts (yo!)
Clear out the windpipe â crisp clean pin stripe
Tell a honey dip what my insight been like
Sheâs under my spell â we under the dim light
Sheâs breathless cos my grips like skin tight
Red light, green light, 1, 2, 3
Sporting turbo glasses like a young Bruce Lee
With a one-inch punch I can punch through trees
So donât get mad if ya honâ chose me (uh!)
Tank fly boss walk jam nitty gritty
Youâre listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot
This is jam hot
Tank fly boss walk jam nitty gritty
Youâre listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot
This is jam hot
eeeeyyyyyooooww
After the show is the after party andâ¦
After the party is the hotel lobby andâ¦
After tequila itâs probably vodka
After a slow dance, man, we break it down proper
This the way that we run things and no, we donât stop
All over the country âtil the wheels fall off
This the way that we run things and no, we donât stop
All over the country âtil the wheels fall off