Get up , shake your butts,
feel the rhythm of the cuts
girls and boys are hawkin
EPMD is live from New York and
house, straight up and jump
as the bass pumps and thumps
This jam, is a crowd mover
For the girl and the boy with
Or for a so- called dancing machine
is strictly for the club scene
this ain't Michael Jackson
it's time for some action
Like dips and dope backflips
While the girlies are movin,
Enough booty, you could be waxin
In stead you in the corner,
Get up, and move your body
It's Friday night, no work til Monday
To top it off you just got paid
Strobelight spinnin, people grinnin
You're coolin at the bar,
drinkin vodka and gin and
your adrenaline is flowin
sweatin and yellin ho and
Your mind gets to scheamin, you
The liquor starts talkin,
you get more self es teem and
Then she takes you in your arms
And while the disc jockey's
GET UP, GET UP, and on the dancefloor
The ladies are freakin moves,
miniskirts, the whole works
Squeakin moves that make you
"Damn that must hurt" stomachs are showin,
And while you're havin fun,
You reach into your pockets,
And off goes your money beeper
Which means you're runnin
So you cool with the drinks
You grab a seat in the corner,
Askin yourself over and over
Don't worry now, worry on Monday
And get back on the dancefloor