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Now That's What I Call Music!

Danger (been So Long) Lyrics - Now That's What I Call Music!

You know what time it is nigga, 

and you know who the fuck this is. DANGER! 

DANGER! Get on the floor! The nigga right chea! Sing it! 

 

Chorus: 

Been so long (sing it!) 

Since, he's been on 

So please (get on the floor!) 

Show me (the nigga right chea!) 

What it is that you want to see 

 

[Mystikal:] 

Go tell the DJ to put my shit on 

I'm keepin' you niggas and bitches in jump from the minute I get on 

Taking they shit off, showing they tattoos, 

screamin, and hollerin' and all 

Got the gift to come up with it, 

put it together, deliver it, make them feel it, bitch I been on! 

Sharp! Like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener 

Bad! Like that student in the principal's office 

Put rappers in coffins 

They dive like dolphins 

I'm the ???? lyrical marvel ??????? officer 

Watch yourself! 

Or fuck around and get beside yourself 

I know! Go ahead though 

Bounce them titties, shake ya ass, drop that pussy 

Stay in line hoe 

Fuck a think, 'cause you can can 

Cocked up, head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand 

Leave that pussy smoking 

If you gonna lose something 

Then bend over, and bust that pussy open 

 

Chorus x 2 

 

[Mystikal] 

My fuckin' concert line around the corner 

Parking cars, niggas lookin' for they bitch, nothing on her! 

You lookin' good momma 

Why? Pshh, what's up homie? 

Sirens, limousines, and the club owner 

Ya bitch you! 

If you late, ain't no getting in this bitch 

'cause it's filling up 

Inside packed from the floor to the ceiling up 

The building ain't big enough! 

I'm backstage bouncing 

Adrenalin building up! 

The pussy cutter 

Did I stutter? 

The heart flooder 

Make your woman drawers melt like butter 

Down like Nelly 

Hype like "Belly" 

The rhyme seller! 

Kick ass like Jim Kelly! 

Stand up, round out, boot up and frown 

Tell a nigga if he wanna try it 

Then bitch come on down! 

No sweat, no blood, no tears 

And if I tell you it's the shit 

Then BITCH THAT'S WHAT IT IS! 

 

Chorus x 2 

 

DANGER! 

Talkin 'bout 

DANGER! 

Motherfucker look! 

Get on the floor! 

The nigga right chea! 

DANGER! 

(Motherfucker) Watch your back! 

DANGER! 

(Look look) Nigga what! (look look) 

Get on the floor! 

The nigga right chea! 

Get 'em up!!! 

 

Chorus x 2 

 

DANGER! 

DANGER! 

GET ON THE FLOOR! 

THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA! 

SING IT! 

DANGER! 

DANGER! 

GET ON THE FLOOR! 

THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA! 

HUH! 

This is my motherfuckin' floor!