Let’s Get Down - Intellectual

[Intro: DJ Quik]

Yes

Tony! Toni! Toné!

And DJ Quik

You didn't think we could flip it on yo' ass, huh?

Something for the dance floor

In a real way

It's going down like this forever and a day

[Verse 1: DJ Quik]

Now what you hear is not a drag

'Cause Mr. DJ Quik got a brand new bag

But first I gotta bang bang

A boogie for the boogie

To the rhythm of the ghettoey streets

Check it out now

You tryna give me some 8 Ball, but no way

I'd rather have a Mimosa with Cristal and O.J., yeah

Just a little something bubbly and tingly

To have me walking around naked

But wait a second

[Verse 2: Raphael Saadiq]

The function's on

Around midnight (ha ha)

What time is it?

Are you inside?

Available

To come and play

Give me a clue

So I don't have to

Look for you

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down

In my black Chevrolet

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down, let's get down

[Verse 3: DJ Quik]

Yeah, now we don't need a club, we can do it at my house

My front door's open so homies can bust it out

And ladies if you're coming, leave your children at the nursery

So you can Slow Wine to Anniversary

Feel me

I dip, dip, da

So don't be looking stupid when I unfasten your bra

You know you wanna mack this

Because I come stronger than the IRS

Whenever you done got delinquent on your taxes

[Verse 4: Raphael Saadiq]

Now here I am

Staring at you (at you)

I need a drink

You need one too (You need one too)

Who is your friend?

She don't look nice (No, no, no)

But I know she will

Later on tonight

Come on, let's get down

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq, DJ Quik]

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down

In my black Chevrolet

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down, let's get down (Haha)

[Verse 5: DJ Quik]

Now I'm at the club and I'm off that drug

The one they call alcohol got me acting, y'all

I hump two freaks before I hump two more

And now I'm throwing up my guts out the car door

Over-consumption, you know how it is, y'all

Got your homie beggin' for some Pepto Bismol

But when my stomach's right, I'll be back tonight

To get that lady I was grinding on the wall

Feel me

[Bridge: Raphael Saadiq]

Now that I feel

Now that I feel a little better than I felt a little while ago, yeah

I'm going back to the same spot

Where I met you on the floor

Now table one, that's my folks

And table two, that's my folks

And everybody knows my name (What's up, Saadiq?)

Now table three, that's B. Grund

And table four, that's G-One

You best be prepared

'Cause it's on again, you know

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

In my black Chevrolet

[Interlude: D'Wayne Wiggins]

I gotta get my groove on (Keep movin' and groovin', movin' and groovin')

I gotta get my groove on (Keep shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass)

I gotta get my groove on (Keep movin' and groovin', movin' and groovin')

I gotta get get my groove on (Keep shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass)

I'm groovin' (Say what?)

Movin' (Yeah)

Yeah

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down

In my black Chevrolet (Down, down, down)

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down

In my black Chevrolet (Down, down, down)

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down

In my black Chevrolet (Down, down, down)

Come on, let's get down, let's get down, let's get down

Come on, let's get down

In my black Chevrolet (Down, down, down)