Get`cha Boogie On lyrics

Artist  : Vi-3 
Song : Get`cha Boogie On



 Send "Get`cha Boogie On" Ringtone to your Cell 

 												
														   [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, cuz 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
thats right

 And it really dont matter if your black or
white

 Cuz 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

 Were rollin up...20 deep, bouncin thru the
door

 Got the Vi3 room, but Im 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
thats right

 And it really dont matter if your black or
white

 Cuz all my people in the club, we gettin crunk
tonight

 It goes...Boom, Boom, Boom

 I cant hear yall...Boom, Boom, Boom

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

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

 

 [HOOK]

 [CHANT]

 [HOOK 2X]

 

 

 [Thanks to  Sweetheart8989@msn.com  for these
lyrics]