Lyrics Get Loose - Shystie
VERSE
ONE
Me
and
my
whole
squad
pull
up
on
the
night
Taking
up
the
whole
road
with
out
cars
and
our
super
bikes
Now
were
outside
but
the
queue′s
long
So
I
get
bredrin
to
dance
to
the
thong
song
With
a
bouncer
she's
licking
her
lips
Rotating
her
hips,
bum
flicks
on
his
(Oooh)
He
whispers
in
her
ear,
and
then
I
hear
him
say
Her
and
her
whole
crew
get
in
and
they
don′t
have
to
pay
Hey,
now
were
in
Harlem
shaking
to
the
ground
DJ
Scottie
B
don't
stop
playing
that
sound
We
make
our
way
to
the
bar
in
the
club
And
my
whole
crew
buying
bare
bottles
of
bub
Oh
shit,
my
vision
seems
blurred
I'm
laughing
to
myself
cos
my
words
seem
slurred
I′m
feeling
tipsy
But
I
don′t
give
a
dam
I've
come
to
party
If
you′re
standing
up
against
the
wall
Yo
what's
wrong,
′your
shoes
too
small'?
Put
them
hands
in
the
air-yah
If
not
ain′t
they
fresh
under
deyah
Wile
out
on
the
dance
floor
I
mean
what
the
hell
did
you
come
here
for
Move
like
your
crazy
and
hard
If
you
get
weird
looks
shout
so
what
GET
LOOSE
Ga
get
ga
get,
ga
get
ga
get
ga
get
ga
get
GET
GET
GA
GET
LOOSE
Oh,
Oh,
Oh,
Oh
VERSE
TWO
When
I'm
spitting
this
sounds
superb
(Get
off
me)
now
give
me
the
respect
I
deserve
Cos
I've
had
enough
now,
watch
out
here
I
come
I′ma
keep
swinging
you
like
elephant
trunks
I′ve
crash-landed,
I'm
taking
over
this
shit
And
since
I′ve
come
I've
made
a
lot
of
emcees
quit
It′s
a
Shystie
phenomenon
you
can't
ignore
I′m
on
your
airwaves,
in
your
high
street
stores
Jezze
jezze
now
should
I
take
a
break
Yeah
you
would
it
but
there's
no
way
Naa
I
think
I
will
stay,
Cos
to
piss
a
hater
off
will
make
my
day
YUP,
I'm
not
slowing
down,
I′ll
keep
on
going
now
New
rhymes
in
my
head
just
keep
on
flowing
now
Ah
my
time
this
so
I′m
doing
my
thing
Can
I
get
ah
wot
wot
can
I
get
a
amen
(Repeat)
Now
I
got
you
thinking
bout
what
my
next
move
could
be
But
concentrate
on
your
own
and
don't
watch
me
Shystie
is
gona
be
around
for
a
long
while
Hitting
back
again
every
time
with
ah
new
style
Oh.
taste
my
lyrics
in
your
face
If
you
feel
you
can
keep
with
my
pace
At
this
rate
that
I′m
going
boy
I
just
don't
care
Cos
another
artist
couldn′t
do
this
here
So'come
on
now
tell
me
why
should
I
fret
Naa
come
on,
tell
me
why
if
I′m
never
gona
let
Nobody
come
along
and
ever
take
my
place
Cos
I've
worked
like
a
bitch
to
get
myself
in
this
race
'Oh
my
days,
she′s
going
on
real′
Yeah
dam
straight
cos
you
know
that
I'm
ill
′Shystie's
sick
she′s
real
to
the
game'
Now
your
know
that
just
remember
my
name
(REPEAT)
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