Paroles
Got money, I got fame
Fast cars and everything, yeah, oh
I wanna dance, I gotta sing
Rock, soul, blues, sing anything to ya, hey
I got a woman, she fine too
Let me do anything that I wanna do, oh
Got it all, still want more
Come on, baby, show me what I'm lookin' for
yeah
yay-yeah
Don't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, woah
Uh
Yeah
Hah
Yow
Hey
Get yer soap up
And get your buzz on
Oh, get it
On a bus, on a plane
In a car, subterranean freight train, uh
I'm in a room, I got funk talkin'
Hot damn, P-Funk, yeah
The movie's on and uh, I got sound
And lord have mercy, my baby's about to get down, ha ha ha
Comin' down on one knee
And lord have mercy, my baby's 'bout to kill me, woah
Woah, don't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, woah yeah
Pick it up
Get it, get it, get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yow
Oh, get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Yeah, come on
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Yow
Watch it
Yow
