paroles de chanson Keep 'Em On the Floor - Big Daddy Kane feat. Barbara Weathers
Give
it
to
me
Get
on
the
dancefloor
Start
to
clap
your
hands
for
The
smooth
operator,
what
more
can
your
ask
for
The
musical
maestro
That′s
usin
the
mic
so
I
can
spark
up
the
entire
place
like
nitro-
Glycerine
because
the
crowd
is
sizzlin
Bobbin
they
heads
to
what's
said
and
still
listenin
I
specialize
in
fun
And
I
must
know
what′s
happenin
cos
you're
dancin
like
re-run
So
behold
the
natural
born
soul,
a
rhythm
To
get
em
and
hit
em
as
I
party
with
em
My
job
is
to
make
you
all
feel
this
But
I'm
not
don
cornelius
I′m
just
a
new
black
cesar
here
to
please
ya,
ease
ya
Movin
and
groovin,
provin,
soothin
at
your
leisure
I
don′t
sing
or
yell
But
my
rhymes
reach
out
and
touch
more
people
than
ma
bell
The
brain
of
the
kane's
so
intelligent
You
think
dancin
is
irrelevant
And
start
stompin
like
a
elephant
But
that′s
not
necessary,
just
let
the
beat
carry
You
into
somethin
funkadelic
That
might
best
describe
The
musical
vibe
you
feel
when
I
arrive
From
the
moment
I
walk
through
the
door
I
gotta
keep
em
on
the
floor
Get
up
and
dance
and
move
your
body
across
the
floor
Go
on
and
do
your
thing
until
you're
feelin
sore
(I
can′t
dance
no
more)
Get
on
up
and
dance
(Let's
dance)
Get
on
up
and
dance
(Give
it
here)
Get
on
up
and
dance
(Funky)
Look
You
came
in
the
disco
Thinkin
it
would
be
just
low
But
i′ma
make
sure
you
enjoy
this
show
You
won't
have
a
chance
to
sit
down
(Get
down)
And
listen
to
rhymes
that
go
the
mile
like
a
marathon
A
voice
that's
choice,
as
strong
as
sarah
vaugh
Swift
delivery
flowin
like
a
river
be
Flowin,
but
only
ladies
know
my
tongue
is
that
slippery
I
grab
the
mic
and
then
we′ll
see
Who
can
d-a-n-c-e
Makin
the
crowd
roar
for
more
of
what
they
saw
And
I′m
sure
that
I
can
keep
em
on
the
floor
Oh
Feel
like
I'm
down
here
by
myself
sometimes
I′m
ready
to
break
this
groove
down
You're
ready
So
i′ma
let
the
music
just
stop
And
we
gon'
get
into
our
own
thing
for
a
minute
here
You′re
ready
Break
it
down
Keep
on
dancin
(Keep
on
dancin)
(Dance)
Bring
in
paramedics
to
relieve
the
Trace
of
this
bad
case
of
dance
fever
Cos
I
can
feel
the
disco
heat
gettin
to
me
While
the
sweat
got
my
silk
drawers
stickin
to
me
But
I
can't
stop,
I
gotta
party
Like
a
gun
on
the
dancefloor
and
catch
a
body
I
might
move
real
smooth
Then
again
dance
real
silly
Just
like
a
hillbilly
As
I
make
sure
the
beat
is
kept
So
all
the
party
people
stay
in
step
Become
a
slave
to
the
rhythm
Grab
someone
of
the
opposite
sex
and
dance
with
em
Put
your
partner
on
the
floor
and
face
em
That
shows
a
positive
sign
of
unification
And
if
all
party
goers
could
make
this
move
We'd
be
one
nation
under
a
groove
So
let′s
try
this,
stop
the
violence
That
can
only
result
in
peace
from
what
I
sense
To
be
straight
to
the
point
A
little
love
and
harmony
- mh
(it′s
the
joint)
So
build
a
nation,
pump
the
bass
and
The
treble
beyond
the
level
of
imagination
So
the
big
daddy
kane
can
endure
And
the
name
of
this
tune
is
keep
em
on
the
floor
(Everybody
get
up)
1 Taste Of Chocolate - Intro
2 Cause I Can Do It Right
3 It's Hard Being The Kane
4 Who Am I - feat. Gamilah Shabazz
5 Dance With The Devil
6 No Damn Good
7 All Of Me
8 Keep 'Em On the Floor
9 Mr. Pitiful
10 Put Your Weight On It
11 Big Daddy vs. Dolemite - feat. Rudy Ray Moore
12 Down The Line
13 Taste Of Chocolate - Exit
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