Chris Liggio - Let's Dance lyrics

Intro: Busta Rhymes Brand Nubian '98, hot sh** for your a** Get up everybody, make your a** move fast Check it out, like this, check it out Let's dance, I know you got the feeling Let's dance, come on and get down *repeat x3* Verse One: Grand Puba One 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 shine Mama 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 n***a flow like Chandon Champion, 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 procastinatin Chorus: 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 down Let's dance, I know you got the feeling (This jam is all for you) Let's dance, come on and get down Let's dance, I know you got the feeling (It's the energy that's hot) Let's dance, come on and get down Let's dance, I know you got the feeling (My body's all for you) Let's dance, come on and get down Verse Two: Sadat X Here's a simple joint that a baby could follow I had wrote some twisted sh** that n***as just couldn't follow Love Vivica, Nia, Pam and Tamia Soul 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 ten But now you're burstin, enough to make me u-turn on Lennox Watch your mouth, this a grown man with the grown plan (Hah) And a swift hand on the witness stand Before the grand, I can't go out on my man I 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 youth Down with Jamar, he's in the B-K, Haji in the Rule Known Alamo since birth, young boys we went to school Family planner, I can't forget my daughter in Atlanta (What?) Chorus Verse Three: Lord Jamar Yeah Light-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 tight Flew me in to do a show in the middle of the night If we don't get our dough then you know we're gonna fight Keepin n***as on their toes cos our flows be right (Word up) I used to bag hoes on sight Now it turns me off when their clothes be tight, I'm on the road of the Right (Uhh uhh) And just, when I was 15, I used to smoke dust Now I strive to stay pristine and free from lust Watch the 3 bust, I be the Black G-zus (Hah) Attack any man who plan to freeze us Your 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 down Let's dance, I know you got the feeling (This jam is all for you) Let's dance, come on and get down Let's dance, I know you got the feeling (It's the energy that's hot) Let's dance, come on and get down Let's dance, I know you got the feeling (My body's all for you) Let's dance, come on and get down Outro: Busta Rhymes Hah yeah, Brand Nu's Busta Rhymes, all in a 12 j**el Break fool, n***a, no go to school One down, f** ya head up One shot, bounce n***a bounce to this Just bounce to this, just bounce n***a bounce n***a bounce to this