Foxy Brown - Up Jumps The Boogie lyrics

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Yo

Aye yo

Up jumps the boogie and clap ya hands to it

Hit the dance floor, now watch how fox do it

Up jumps the boogie and clap ya hands to it

Hit the dance floor, now through ya back to it

Pass the gleco, bAbY get it poppin

You know when Fox come in the club, the show stoppin

Ya see Gav at the bar hoe hoppin

Fox 5 guys in the club, with a fresh white tee

Crist poppin to B.I.G.

I got my goons in this muh-fucka

Pissy then a muh-fucka

I'm B.K. til I d-I-e (eeh eeh)

That's my word, bitches mad at me

'cause I won't get on a song with 'em

Ain't perform with 'em

My bread stands on 'em

Keeps all mad

Esta loafer with Guerriero bag

I got the Fox Brown fur, with the velour tag

And I don't drive 6 quarters, been gave it to Gav

Let me ask ya'll haters this, why ya'll mad at Gav

Because ya'll see the young homie in the Mingle Jag

Aye yo

Up jumps the boogie and clap ya hands to it

Hit the dance floor, now watch how fox do it

Machine gun kelly with the foe foe mag

Fox comin through with a couple of goonie-goons

Up jumps the boogie and clap ya hands to it

Hit the dance floor, now through ya back to it

Bitches!

I ma show you how to party for real

If a bitch bump you tonight, jus tell the bitch to chill

Mr dj, spin thAt baby

I'm bout to hit the dance floor and whyle out crazy

Good jean good shoes

A couple of goonie-goons

The word of bk, o-kay-kay-kay

That's the new talk, New York bAbY

It the bushedan'

Which gal, beshwa dish de dan