Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It Lyrics

Artist: Will Smith

Album: Miscellaneous

  • Songwriters: James Alexander, Samuel Barnes, Ben Cauley, Larry Dodson, Bernard Edwards, Willie Hall, Harry Henderson, David Porter, Joseph Robinson, Nile Rodgers, Will Smith, Winston Stewart

Bring it, woo
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ha, ha, ha, ha
What, what, what, what
Ha, ha, ha, ha, uh

On your mark, ready, set, let's go
Dance floor pro, I know you know
I go psycho when my new joint hit
Just can't sit, gotta get jiggy wit it
Ooh, that's it

Now, honey, honey, come ride
DKNY all up in my eye
You gotta Prada bag with a lotta stuff in it
Give it to your friend let's spin

Everybody lookin' at me, glancin' the kid
Wishin' they was dancin' a jig
Here with this handsome kid
Ciga-cigar, right from Cuba-Cuba

I just bite it, it's for the look I don't light it
Ill-way the an-may on the ance-day orr-flay
Giving up jiggy make it feel like foreplay
Yo, my cardio is infinite, Big Willie Style's all in it
Gettin' jiggy wit it

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it

What you wanna ball with the kid
Watch your step, you might fall
Trying to do what I did
Mama, mama, mama, come closer
In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub

No love for the haters, the haters
Mad, 'cause I got floor seats at the Lakers
See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders
Met Ali, he told me I'm the greatest

I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser
DJ play another from the prince of this, your highness
Only mad chicks ride in my whips
South to the west to the east to the north
Bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off

Ah, yes, yes, y'all, ya, don't stop
In the winter or the
(Summertime)
I makes it hot, gettin' jiggy wit 'em

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)

Eight fifty I.S. if you need a lift
Whose the kid in the drop?
Who else Will Smith
Living that life some consider a myth

Rock from South Street to one two fifth
Women used to tease me
Give it to me now nice and easy
Since I moved up like George and Weezie

Dream to the maximum, I be asking 'em
Would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum
Never see Will attacking 'em
Rather play ball with Shaq and 'em

Flatten 'em, psyche, kiddin'
You thought I took a spill but I didn't
Trust the lady of my life, she hitting
Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon

Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly
You trying to flex on me
Don't be silly
Gettin' jiggy wit it

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, nana, na, na, na, na, nana)
Gettin' jiggy wit it


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