J Dilla - Saturday Nite (Remix) lyrics

[Mos Def:] Can't mistake it This is a style that ain't for no faking If you're out there player hating You really need to be celebrating This is the way we get down, say yeah Go ladies, don't break it Just shake it, just shake it That's what I like, that's what I like [Verse 1: Carleen Anderson] All she does is try to make ends meet Living day to day economy Holding strong to all her dignity Lady luck always takes a back seat She said [Chorus:] Saturday night, saturday night One night can make it better Saturday night, we can all be free Picking up the pieces Ready to start a new day [Mos Def:] Yeah, baby, that's what I like Yeah, baby, that's what I like Just do that dance Yeah, darling, that's what I like Word to mutha, that's what I like Just sway your thing Yeah, baby, that's what I like Yeah, baby, that's what I like Just do that dance Yeah, baby, that's what I like Yeah, baby, that's what I like [Verse 2:] Two kids in the back room Where they're all sleeping in the same bed Daddy up and left them While mama baked them bread [Chorus:] Saturday night, saturday night One night can make it better Saturday night, we can all be free Said she longs to Go somewhere they won't be staring at me [Rap: Mos Def] Midnight, can't sit still I'm on the horn, "yo, fam, what the deal?" Say the Heavies, "Throwing down an affair." Say the world, "Where it at? Send 'em there." I got to get on prepared Check the closet for the kicks and the wear With some oil for my nappy a** hair Give me a shout when you get downstairs Beep beep! Move back the seats in your Jeep New York, no, Brooklyn don't sleep Hit the strip, put the whip on creep Roll down, got the ba** on deep I ain't tricking, but I got all the treats Jay Dee beats keep the streets on heat Honey love peep it out like a camera Double parked on the ave and she askin' ya: "Swing down and let me ride?" But not every pretty face is allowed inside The night buzzing and it's dozens of dimes But some of y'all ain't worth the stress and time "I want love," singing sad songs Pharcyde pa** on, mash on The next stop is the spot, heads flock Got the key to the city And you can't pick my lock The DJ make them say don't stop And New York is red hot Honey grab my hand and wanna fox trot Later on, body rock, for now I'mma watch like Yeah, baby, that's what I like Yeah, baby, that's what I like Just do that dance Yeah, darling, that's what I like Word to mutha, that's what I like Just sway your thing Yeah, baby, that's what I like Yeah, baby, that's what I like Just do that dance Yeah, darling, that's what I like Just do your thing, just sway your thing Just shake it, don't break it Go ladies, don't break it Just shake it, don't break it Go ladies, I can't take it Just shake it, don't break it Go ladies, don't break it [Vamp:] Look good on a Saturday Feel good on a Saturday Look good on a Saturday Feel good on a Saturday Look good on a Saturday Look good