Hey You!

[Intro]
I got this one..

[Intro Hook]
Hey You, let’s get down! (x 4)
I said Hey You, let’s get down!
(Chant) Hey You, let’s get down!
(RoQy) I tip my hat for investin’ time
By comin’ out, without doubt, I’m the best in town..

[Verse 1]
Uh, right now I drive an automatic, honestly I’d rather drive stick. When I hear this song on/
Started actin’ all erratic, speedin’ like the cameras don’t exist. If you hear a honked horn/
Better scoot out my path I’m movin’ like a bat up outta hell. Think I better slow down/
If patrolmen ever catch up, honestly I’d probably go to jail with the quickness/
I would be finished/
If I believed in the speed limit, I would take heed in the beginnin’/
I don’t need prison/
Or at least my ID getting relinquished, end up with a steep ticket/
Have your registration on ya, they straight pinoche/
Watch for the racial profile, anxious/
Low patience for slow pacin’/
I race to the location like double-o agents/
Smashin’ Porsche Phantoms, Rolls, and Aston Roadster/
Cash is shorter than George Costanza/
Hella expensive, I’ll settle for Sentras, no sense in pretendin’/
I’m not in collections/
With financial limits, my progress is hindered/
Got problems with rent because I’m independent/
Yes, it’s true that I’m short with cash/
But if you’re new and just tuned in “The Culture’s Back” /

[Hook]
From the booth, to the block, to the venue
Rinse and repeat, ‘til I prove my worth
People, if you feel me raise your freakin’ hands up
Throw ‘em in the air ‘til your elbow hurts
Wanna see ya hands up, better pay attention
Homie better put away your cell phone, jerk
If you’re holdin a camera, I’ll pose in a stance
Now jump up and down ‘til you move that Earth

Everybody say Hey You, let’s get down!
(Chant) Hey You, let’s get down!
(RoQy) Say Hey You, let’s get down!
(Chant) Hey You, let’s get down!
(RoQy) Everybody say Hey You, let’s get down!
I tip my hat for investin’ time
By comin’ out, without doubt, I’m the best in town

[Verse 2]
Time time ain’t currency to waste, urgencies a trait/
Burn the Interstate like I’m thirty minutes late, give or take/
Top speed, RoQ McQueen, off the exit I haul/
Laugh at all traffic laws , I /
Shot by like The Mach Five/
Sharp eye for the narcs in the cop ride on the far right/
In the lot in the dark side by the Popeye’s/
You’ll get stopped if your car fly through the stop sign/
Authorities arrestin’ for bold offences/
Blow the intersection with no discretion/
The road in each direction, upon assessment/
Devoid of any vessels, there’s no pedestrians/
The foot pedal smacks on the car floor/
Wheels spinnin’ like backs on a cardboard/
The Eighties turned a fad to an art form/
Everybody show your ass, get involved more!/

[Bridge]
I’m bout to bust somethin’
Form a circle for me
I’m bout to bust somethin’
I’ll form a circle for you
I’ma bust somethin’
Form a circle for me
I’m bout to bust somethin’
I’ll form a circle for you
I’ma bust somethin’
Form a circle for me
I’m bout to bust somethin’
I’ll form a circle for you, for you, HEY YOU!

[Verse 3]
If I had a dollar every time somebody labeled me a screw up/
Or claimed that I’m a loser/
Sayin’ I’m a waste of a medulla, unstable as a suitor/
Probably have more paper than a tutor hmmm/
No understandin’ why the plans of mine so damn devine/
The grams of the sands of time had passed to find/
Their laughter and slander died/
Their fans of my grand design, don’t act surprised/

[Hook]
From the booth, to the block, to the venue
Rinse and repeat, ‘til I prove my worth
Now people, if you feel me raise your freakin’ hands up
Throw ‘em in the air ‘til your elbow hurts
Wanna see ya hands up, better pay attention
Homie better put away your cell phone, jerk
If you’re holdin a camera, I’ll pose in a stance
Now jump up and down ‘til you move that Earth

Everybody say Hey You, let’s get down!
(Chant) Hey You, let’s get down!
(RoQy) Say Hey You, let’s get down!
(Chant) Hey You, let’s get down!
(RoQy) Everybody say Hey You, let’s get down!
I tip my hat for investin’ time
By comin’ out, without doubt, I’m the best in town like UGHHHHH!!