Gettin’ Jiggy wit It

By Will Smith

On Big Willie Style

Released on January 27, 1998

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[Intro]

(Bring it)

Wooooo

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Haha, haha

What, what, what, what

Uh


[Verse 1]

On your mark ready set let's go, dance floor pro

I know you know I go psycho (Woo)

When my new joint hit, just can't sit

Gotta get jiggy wit it, ooh, that's it

Now honey honey come ride, DKNY

All up in my eye, you got a Prada

Bag with a lot-a, stuff in it (Ugh, ugh, ugh)

Give it to your friend let's spin, everybody lookin' at me

Glancin' the kid, wishing they was dancin' a jig

Here with this handsome kid, ciga-cigar

Right from Cuba-Cuba, I just bite it

It's for the look, I don't light it

Illway the an-may on the ance-day oor-flay (Haha)

Give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay (Woo)

Yo my cardio is infinite, ha-ha

Big Willie style's all in it

Gettin' jiggy wit it


[Chorus]

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[Verse 2]

What? You want to ball with the kid?

Watch your step (Woo), you might fall trying to do what I did

Mama (Ugh) mama (Ugh) mama come closer

In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub, uh

No love for the haters, the haters

Mad 'cause I got floor seats at the Lakers

See me on the fifty-yard line with the Raiders

Met Ali—he told me I'm the greatest

I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd-pleaser

DJ play another from the prince of this

Your highness, only mad chicks ride in my whips

South to the West to the East to the North

Bump my hits and watch them go off, a-go off

Ah, yes-yes y'all (Woo), ya don't stop

In the winter or the (Summertime), I makes it hot

Gettin' jiggy wit 'em


[Chorus]

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[Verse 3]

Eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift

Who's the kid in the drop? Who else Will Smith

Living that life some consider a myth

Rock from South Street to one-two-fifth

Women used to tease me, give it to me now nice and easy

Since I moved up like George and Weezie

C.R.E.A.M. to the maximum I be asking 'em

Would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum?

Never see Will attacking 'em

Rather play ball with Shaq and 'em, flatten 'em

Psych, kidding

Thought I took a spill, but I didn't

Trust the lady of my life she hitting

Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon

Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly

You trying to flex on me?

Don't be silly

Gettin' jiggy wit it


[Outro]

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