Take It Off

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, everybody take it off)

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Yeah, baby girl take it off)

Uh-huh, yeah baby (Flipmode Squad, make you take it off)

Flipmode again (Busta Rhymes, I make you take it off)

Uh-huh, Busta Rhymes (Yeah, motherfucker just take it off)

What, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah (Yo, yo, yo)

Take off your shoes, make you dance in your socks for blocks

Nigga be dippin' a million Watts hot!

Better pause and take a look. There's a whole lot of whores

Run up in a storm. Bitch a try to take you for yours, for sure

Word up, yo! Etch-a-sketch it, ya can't catch it

So play it on a record and take it off 'til you ass naked

Word to mother. Shorty stacked like a horse

Pushin' a force, Lookin' to floss, Diana Ross (Chow!)

Flow better. One of the biggest seller

Tell me whatever. Whether a nigga stack mozzarella

Hey I'mma get ya, I ain't comin' with ya, Hit ya

With another scripture that will really split ya

Based on the fact you wack, and we don't need none of that

Keepin' it movin'. Now tell me, where my niggas is at? (Hahahaha...)

Yo, from here to Brook, niggas is shook, look

I'll make you sing the hook, Shake your ass, Wiggle your foot

I'll make you - TAKE IT OFF

Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF

Give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF

And when we hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF

And everybody if you with me, just - TAKE IT OFF

Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF

Yo, give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF

And when I hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF

And if you with me everybody just - TAKE IT OFF

Yo, wiggle and bounce baby. More to the ounce baby

That's what I be about baby. Give me a shout baby (Oooooh)

All up in your body. Whippin' the Maserati

Through the city with one of my hottie. I'm on my way to the party

Meet with my nigga Marty and Little Gotti and Scotty

Sippin' Bacardi so you know we runnin' up everybody

Whip about 50 cars. Roll in the jam, niggas whylin' out at the bar (Ohh)

We keep it movin'. Every time, yo (Ohh)

Shit that make your DJ spin it back four time, yo

Let it rain and let it drizzle. Heat in the club be makin' you sizzle

All of the bitches right in the middle (Word up)

I make y'all niggas move, makin' you sweat, makin' you get busy

Got y'all niggas losin' your breath

So I started walkin' this way

Pass the stingrays, see the Kunta Kinte, chick doing meringue (Yo)

Hey Mister DJ hit with a replay. Check it. Hey why you all in my face

Give me some leeway. Got you doin' what we say

Other niggas racin' and whylin' out on the freeway

Rushin' to get in a club and get all up in the place

Get inside and see (Flipmode) in your face (Wooh)

Now let me take y'all niggas straight to the point

After the party, radio be still bangin' my joint

Turn it up a little while I make you - TAKE IT OFF

Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF

Yo, give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF

And when we hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF

And if you with me, everybody just - TAKE IT OFF

Shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF

Yo, give me what you got, nigga - TAKE IT OFF

And when we hit the right spot, baby - TAKE IT OFF

And everybody if you with me just - TAKE IT OFF

Hah, shit so hot we make you - TAKE IT OFF

Flipmode is the squad, nigga

Chh-ahh-ahh-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-ahhh

Yeah. Ahh-ahh, move around, nigga, ahh, ahh

Baby, shake yo' ass, just ahh-ahh

C'mon, and just ahh-ahh

If it's hot just take it off, motherfucker

Baby, just take it off

Sssss, cha-cha-chka-chka-chka-cha-cha

Chka-chka-chka-chka-cha-cha

A-chka-cha-cha

Do the Salsa!

-- Synced by NoMan --