Текст песни Brand Nubian f Busta Rhymes - Let`s Dance
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Intro: Busta RhymesBrand Nubian `98, hot shit for your assGet up everybody, make your ass move fastCheck it out, like this, check it outLet`s dance, I know you got the feelingLet`s dance, come on and get down*repeat x3*Verse One: Grand PubaOne time for your mind and it just don`t stop (Hah)Chickens flock, I hit you wit dat knock (Hah)I be the Grand Royal makin it hot, flame broiled (What? What?)To this I stay loyal while your style goes spoiled (Huh)One of a kind, I`m like a diamond in the mine (Hah)Brush of the dirt and watch the Haji God shineMama Pu, Mama Pa, Mama Grand Puba (Hah hah)Alamo, Dotty X and the Lord Jamar (Woooooo, hah)We wanna party (huh), fiesta (Wooooo)together (hah), forever (huh)Say word, son, a nigga flow like ChandonChampion, been in more cooties than a tampon (hah)Grand Puba Nubian co-workers (Hah)specialise in music, these cats`ll never lose it (Huh)Time for some action for your satisfaction (Hah)Stackin Benji Jacksons without no procastinatinChorus: Busta Rhymes, (Rebbie Jackson)Let`s dance, I know you got the feeling (Brand Nubian makes the party, hot)Let`s dance, come on and get downLet`s dance, I know you got the feeling (This jam is all for you)Let`s dance, come on and get downLet`s dance, I know you got the feeling (It`s the energy that`s hot)Let`s dance, come on and get downLet`s dance, I know you got the feeling (My body`s all for you)Let`s dance, come on and get downVerse Two: Sadat XHere`s a simple joint that a baby could followI had wrote some twisted shit that niggas just couldn`t followLove Vivica, Nia, Pam and TamiaSoul Food with the cornbread, greens and head (Hah)I`m off-ramp while y`all camp under a street lamp (Huh)I got a stamp from back then, remember when you was tenBut now you`re burstin, enough to make me u-turn on LennoxWatch your mouth, this a grown man with the grown plan (Hah)And a swift hand on the witness standbefore the grand, I can`t go out on my manI know nothing of the sort, never seen a transport (Hah)Wax built thors and cats who open doors (Huh)Can get it in their paws when I release my youthDown with Jamar, he`s in the B-K, Haji in the RuleKnown Alamo since birth, young boys we went to schoolFamily planner, I can`t forget my daughter in Atlanta (What?)ChorusVerse Three: Lord JamarYeahLight-skinned, understandin see with brown eyes (hah)Seen me in the van, the streets of Crown Heights (Huh)Wit weed in my hand, runnin lights (Uhh)In need of a grand to put down on a fight (Yeah)See me and the Brand Nubians keep it tightFlew me in to do a show in the middle of the nightIf we don`t get our dough then you know we`re gonna fightKeepin niggas on their toes cos our flows be right (Word up)I used to bag hoes on sightnow it turns me off when their clothes be tight, I`m on the road of theright (Uhh uhh)and just, when I was 15, I used to smoke dustNow I strive to stay pristine and free from lustWatch the 3 bust, I be the Black G-zus (Hah)Attack any man who plan to freeze usYour hand should be up, my man`s be tree`d up (huh)in a land that the black man needs to free up!Chorus: Busta Rhymes, (Rebbie Jackson)Everybody let`s dance, I know you got the feeling (Brand Nubian makes the party, hot)Let`s dance, come on and get downLet`s dance, I know you got the feeling (This jam is all for you)Let`s dance, come on and get downLet`s dance, I know you got the feeling (It`s the energy that`s hot)Let`s dance, come on and get downLet`s dance, I know you got the feeling (My body`s all for you)Let`s dance, come on and get downOutro: Busta RhymesHah yeah, Brand Nu`sBusta Rhymes, all in a 12 jewelBreak fool, nigga, no go to schoolOne down, fuck ya head upOne shot, bounce nigga bounce to thisJust bounce to this, just bounce nigga bounce nigga bounce to this