Get'cha Boogie On Lyrics - Singles - Vi-3 (vi3)

[CHANT:] 

(Woo, woo) Fellaz if you see 'em point 'em out 

(Woo, woo) The type of girl that make you wanna shout 

(Woo, woo) You gotta let her know what you about 

If you wanna dig her out, then you gotta call her out 

(Woo, woo) Ladies if you see 'em point 'em out 

(Woo, woo) The type of guy that make you wanna shout 

(Woo, woo) Let everybody know what you about 

If you wanna dig 'em out, then you gotta call 'em out! 

[HOOK:] 

Everybody havin' fun, when they hangin' by the sun 

Gotta getcha boogie on 

All the hunnies lookin' fine, bodies that'll blow your mind 

Makin' playas wanna grind 

When you're rollin' in your jeep, and you hear this funky beat 

Give your ride a lil beep 

If you wanna come along, party till the break of dawn 

Gotta getcha boogie on 

[VERSE1:] 

Now get your bounce on baby, get your mack on baby 

Chickens by the pool, gettin' their tan on baby 

My town, Chi-Town, any town, your town 

We them party people, and we all wanna get down 

Fellaz on the beach, straight lookin' for match 

Ladies in bikini's, hangin' out the hatch 

Rollin' down the strip, (HONK) beepin' as they pass 

Everybody hookin' up, 'cause yo...they unattached! 

[B-SECTION:] 

So put your hands up in the air, put em side to side 

If the feelin' that your feelin', is a feelin' that's right 

And it really don't matter if your black or white 

'cause all my people in the club, we gettin' crunk tonight 

[HOOK] 

[BREAK:] 

It goes my town, Chi-Town, any town, your town...[2X] 

[VERSE2:] 

Gotta get away now baby, what you say now baby 

Stressin' all week, I wanna play now baby 

East Coast, West Coast, North, South, Midwest 

Out till the early morn'...comin' home, no rest 

Puttin' on my gear, dressed fresh...head to toe 

Freezin' out my neck & wrist, lettin' ladies know 

We're rollin' up...20 deep, bouncin' thru the door 

Got the Vi3 room, but I'm headin' to the dancefloor 

[B-SECTION:] 

So put your hands up in the air, put em side to side 

If the feelin' that your feelin', is a feelin' that's right 

And it really don't matter if your black or white 

'cause all my people in the club, we gettin' crunk tonight 

It goes...Boom, Boom, Boom 

I can't hear ya'll...Boom, Boom, Boom 

We got the speakers goin'...Boom, Boom, Boom 

The after party goes...Boom, Boom, Boom 

[HOOK] 

[CHANT] 

[HOOK 2X]