Chords for Gettin' Jiggy Wit It

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_ [F#m] _ [Bm] On your mark, ready, set, let's go.
Dance [C#m] floor throw.
I know you know.
[F#] I grew [Bm] psycho in my new joint.
Just [C#m] can't sit.
Gotta [F#] get cheeky with it.
That's it.
Now [Bm] honey, honey, come ride.
B-K [C#m]-M-Y.
All up in [F#] my eyes.
You gotta ride up.
Bad [Bm] with a lotta.
Stubborn in your head.
[C#m] I'ma give it to your friend.
[F#m] Let's spin.
Everybody [Bm] looking at me.
Glance in the kitchen.
Wish your name was [C#m] dance in the gym.
Here with this answer, [F#m] kid.
Sip a cigar right [Bm] from Q-B-Q bar.
Just bite it.
[C#m] Swear to look, I [F#] don't light it.
Lil' Wade [Bm] and Amy on the end.
Stay on play.
Give it [C#m] up.
You make it feel like [F#] a full play.
Yo, my [Bm] cardio is infinite.
Ha ha.
Big Willie [C#m] style.
All in it.
[Bm] Getting cheeky with it.
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_ [F#m] Getting cheeky with it.
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_ Getting [F#m] cheeky with it.
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_ [F#m] Getting cheeky with it.
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What?
[Bm] You want to ball with the kid?
Watch your step.
You might [C#m] fall.
_ _ [F#] _ I'ma come close.
[Bm] I ain't the middle of the [C#m] club.
But you're on the [F#] dot.
No [Bm] love for the haters.
The haters mad.
Cause the [C#m] cop floor seats at [F#] the Lakers.
See me on [Bm] the 50 yard line with the Raiders.
Met [Fm] Ali.
He told [A] me I'm the greatest.
[F#] I got [Bm] the fever for the flavor of a crowd [C#m]
pleaser.
DJ [F#] play another from the [Bm] prison.
It's your hotness.
Only [C#m] bad chicks riding my [F#] whip.
South to [Bm] the west.
To the east.
To the north.
Bump my hits and [C#m] watch them go off.
But go [Bm] off.
And get shot.
And you don't stop.
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[C#m] I'ma make it hot.
[F#m] Getting cheeky with it.
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_ [A] [F#m] Getting cheeky with it.
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_ [C#m] Getting [F#m] cheeky with it.
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_ [F#m] Getting cheeky with it.
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_ _ [C#] 850 [Bm] IS if you need a lift.
Who's the [C#m] kid in the drop?
Who [F#] else?
Will Smith.
[Bm] Living that life.
Some consider a myth.
Rock [C#m] from South Street to [F#m] 125.
Women [Bm] used to tease me.
Give it to me now nice and [E] easy.
Since I moved [F#] up like Georgia [Bm] Weezy.
Scream to the maximum.
I'll be [C#m] axing on.
Would you like to [F#] bounce with your brother that's [Bm] clapping him?
Never see Will attack again.
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