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Lyric 2 Live Is Here


Juvenile voice:
I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me happy, when I am sad,
You don t know how, how much I love it, please don t take my 2 Live away...

Clay D:
YO-O-O-O-O-O, LET S GO! (HEYY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)
COME ON NOW, GET IT! (EVERYBODY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)
2 LIVE IS HERE, COME ON! (HEYYYYY!)
EVERYBODY! (COME ON, COME ON!)
JUST GET ON DOWN! (JUST GET ON DOWN!)
LET S GO! LET S GO! (OW! OW!)
HEYYYYYY!

Verse 1
[Kid Ice] Here we go, back to turn it out
The nastiest niggas representin the South
With the freakiest bitches from the sunshine state
Dissin off niggas out to playa hate
Butt-naked hoes is all we do
Cause no one got the freaks like the Crew
Runnin through the nation without a care
Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] You re fuckin with the best of em, fuck the rest of em
After me there ll be no more left of em
The last booty-shake gangsta
Look at all the bread that the booty can make ya
I got the booty doin big thangs
So bow down to the kings of the motherfuckin booty-game
Well-known worldwide,
This is 2 Live, until the day I die!

Chorus:
(2 Live Crew) (They re back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)
(2 Live Crew) (They re-back-they re-back!)
(2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They re-back-they re-back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say whut?)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They re back!)

Verse 2
[Kid Ice] We re Nasty As we Wanna Be
They dropped the ban and set us free
Lil Joe turned us loose in the United States
To see how much wreck we d create
Cause there ain t no party like a 2 Live Party
Cause a 2 Live Party don t stop!
So come to the party and have no fear
Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Unknown whereabouts, somewhere smoked out
Dickin a bitch s mouth off in a trickin house
Ridin , lickin , peepin , blowin
Stop, pick up the bitch that s hoin , and keep goin
Marquis ain t gon ever change
I ma stay in the street just as well as my name
Shine like the diamond I m named after
When it comes to trickin hoes, I m a motherfuckin master

Chorus

Verse 3
[Kid Ice] We re the first motherfuckers in the bass game
Respect is due when you mention our name
Representin the South with the bottom-boy style
Known worldwide with the Miami style
Cause there ain t nothin better in any land
Than the Brother Marquis and the Chinaman!
Bow down to the best from far and near
It s the Real Ones, baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin blunts by the pack, drunk off gnac
Watchin my ones stack, I got it like that
Bitches know what s the time with me
I fuck em till they skeet and leave they name in the street
Brother Marquis ain t nothin to fuck with
So don t get mad if I fuck and I nut quick
I m off the chain, I m off the key
Uncut G, Nasty As I Wanna Be

Chorus

Clay D:
HEYY! OWW, WORK IT! (DON T STOP, DON T STOP!)
PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! (PUMP IT UP, GET IT UP!)
GET-GET IT, GET IT! (COME ON, COME ON!)
SHAKE, GET-GET IT! (OW, JUST WORK IT!)
WORK YO BODY! (SHAKE IT, SHAKE IT!)
DON T STOP, WORK IT! (DON T, DON T...)
OWW! PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! OWW! (GET LOOSE NOW!)
A PARTY, BABY! (SAY WHAT, SAY WHAT!)
2 LIVE, BABY! (IT AIN T NOTHIN BUT A PARTY!)
IT S 98! (COME ON, LET S GET IT!)
JUST WORK IT ON, GET IT ON!
SHAKE IT ON, GET IT ON! (2 LIVE CREW!)
YO BODY! (YOU KNOW WE GOTTA, GET LOOSE NOW!)

Chorus
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