2 Live Crew - 2 Live Is Here Lyrics
Juvenile voice:I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me happy, when I am sad,You dont know how, how much I love it, please dont take my 2 live away...Clay d:Yo-o-o-o-o-o, lets 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!)Lets go! lets go! (ow! ow!)Heyyyyyy!Verse 1[kid ice] here we go, back to turn it outThe nastiest niggas representin the southWith the freakiest *****es from the sunshine stateDissin off niggas out to playa hateButt-***** hoes is all we docause no one got the freaks like the crewRunnin through the nation without a careHoller at your boys, 2 live is here![marquis] youre *****in with the best of em, ***** the rest of emAfter me therell be no more left of emThe last booty-shake gangstaLook at all the bread that the booty can make yaI got the booty doin big thangsSo bow down to the kings of the mother*****in booty-gameWell-known worldwide,This is 2 live, until the day I die!Chorus:(2 live crew) (theyre back!)(2-2 live crew) (say-whut-say-whut? )(2 live crew) (theyre-back-theyre-back!)(2 live crew) (get-loose-get-loose-now!)(2 live crew) (theyre-back-theyre-back!)(2-2 live crew) (say whut? )(2-2 live crew) (get-loose-get-loose-now!)(2 live crew) (theyre back!)Verse 2[kid ice] were nasty as we wanna beThey dropped the ban and set us freeLil joe turned us loose in the united statesTo see how much wreck wed createcause there aint no party like a 2 live partycause a 2 live party dont stop!So come to the party and have no fearHoller at your boys, 2 live is here![marquis] unknown whereabouts, somewhere smoked outDickin a *****s mouth off in a trickin houseRidin, lickin, peepin, blowinStop, pick up the ***** thats hoin, and keep goinMarquis aint gon ever changeIma stay in the street just as well as my nameShine like the diamond Im named afterWhen it comes to trickin hoes, Im a mother*****in masterChorusVerse 3[kid ice] were the first mother*****ers in the bass gameRespect is due when you mention our nameRepresentin the south with the bottom-boy styleKnown worldwide with the miami stylecause there aint nothin better in any landThan the brother marquis and the chinaman!Bow down to the best from far and nearIts the real ones, baby, 2 live is here![marquis] smokin blunts by the pack, drunk off gnacWatchin my ones stack, I got it like that*****es know whats the time with meI ***** em till they skeet and leave they name in the streetBrother marquis aint nothin to ***** withSo dont get mad if I ***** and I nut quickIm off the chain, Im off the keyUncut g, nasty as I wanna beChorusClay d:Heyy! oww, work it! (dont stop, dont 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!)Dont stop, work it! (dont, dont...)Oww! pump it up, pump it up! oww! (get loose now!)A party, baby! (say what, say what!)2 live, baby! (it aint nothin but a party!)Its 98! (come on, lets 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
