NO DOUBT - Special Secret lyrics

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Ah, dirrty (dirrty)

Filthy (filthy)

Nasty (Oh) Christina you nasty (yeah)

Too dirrty to clean my act up (uh huh)

If you ain't dirrty, you ain't here to party (Woo)

Ladies (Move), Gentlemen (Move)

Somebody ring the alarm, a fire in the room

Ring the alarm... and I'm throwin' elbows

Ring the alarm... and I'm throwin' elbows

Ring the alarm... and I'm throwin' elbows

Ring the alarm... and I'm throwin' elbows

(Ha Ha)

Uh-Let me loose

Oooh, I'm over due, gimme some room, comin' through

Paid my dues, I'm in the mood, me and my girls come to shake the room

DJ's spinnin', show your hands

Let's get dirrty, that's my jam

I need that, uh to get me off, sweatin' until my CLOTHES come off

It's explosive, speakers are thumpin'

Still jumpin', six in the mornin'

Table dancin', glasses are crashin'

No question time for some action

Temperatures up (can you feel it), 'bout to erupt

Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise

Chorus:

Gonna get rowdy, gonna get a little unruly

Get it fired up in a hurry

Wanna get dirrty, it's about time that I came to start the

Party, sweat drippin' over my body

Dancin, gettin' just a little naughty

Wanna get dirrty, it's about time for my arrival

Ah, heat is up, ladies, fellas drop your cups

Bodies packed, front to back, move your ass, I like that

Tight hip huggers, low for show

Shake a little somethin' on the floor

I need that, uh to get me off, sweatin' till my clothes come off

Let's get open, cause a commotion

Still goin' eight in the mornin'

There's no stoppin' we keep it poppin'

Hard rockin', everyone's talkin'

Give all you got (give it to me), just hit the spot

Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise

Chorus

Here it comes it's the one you've been wait'n on

Get up get it rough, yup that's what's up

Givin' just what you love to the maximum

Uh oh, here we go

What to do when the music starts to drop

And that's when we take it to the parking lot

And I bet you somebody's gonna call the cops

Uh oh, here we go

Yo, hot dang, Doc and Jam like a summer show

I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove

My gear look like the bank got my moneyfroze

For dead presidents I pimp like Huddy roll

Doc the one that excite ya divas (ow! )

If the media shine, I'm shining with both of the sleeves up

Yo Christina (what?), better hop in here

My block live and in color, like Rodman hair (yeah)

The club is packed, the bar is filled

I'm waiting for sister to act, like Lauryn Hill

Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals

I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels

Throw it up

Baby it's Brick City, you heard of that?

We blessed, and hung low, like Bernie Mac (Bernie Mac?)

Dogs, let'em out, women, let 'em in

It's like I'm ODB, the way I'm freakin'

Chorus x3

Uh, what?