"Take It Off" lyrics

(Take it off)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, everybody take it off)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Yeah, baby girl take it off)
Uh-huh, yeah baby (Flipmode Squad, make you take it off)
Flipmode again (Busta Rhymes, I make you take it off)
Uh-huh, Busta Rhymes (Yeah, motherfucker just take it off)
What, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah (Yo, yo, yo)

Take off your shoes
Make you dance in your socks
For blocks
Nigga be dippin' a million-Watts hot! (Hah)
Better pause and take a look
There's a whole lot of whores (Huh)
Run up in a storm (Hah)
Bitch a try to take you for yours, for sure (Huh)
Word up, yo!
Etch-a-sketch it, ya can't catch it
So play it on a record and take it off 'til you ass naked (Hah)
Word to mother (Hah)
Shorty stacked like a horse (Huh)
Pushin' a force
Lookin' to floss
Diana Ross (Chow!)
Flow better
One of the biggest seller (Hah)
Tell me whatever
Whether a nigga stack mozzarella
(Hey) Hey (You know) I'mma get ya
I ain't comin' with ya (Hah)
Hit ya
With another scripture that will really split ya (Huh)
Based on the fact you wack
And we don't need none of that (Hah)
Keepin' it movin'
Now tell me, where my niggas is at? (ha-ha-ha-ha...)
Yo, from here to Brook, niggas is shook, look (Hah)
I'll make you sing the hook
Shake your ass
Wiggle your foot
I'll make you

(Take it off)
(Hah) Shit so hot we make you
(Take it off)
(Huh) Give me what you got (Hah), nigga
(Take it off)
(Hah) And when we hit the right spot, baby
(Take it off)
And (Hoo!) everybody if you with me, just (Hah)
(Take it off)
(Hah) Shit so hot we make you
(Take it off)
Yo, give me what you got (Hoo!), nigga
(Take it off)
And when I hit the right spot, baby
(Take it off)
(Hah) And if you with me everybody just
(Take it off) (Huh)

Yo, wiggle and bounce baby (Hah)
More to the ounce baby
That's what (Huh) I be about baby
Give me a shout baby (Ooh)
All up in your body
Whippin' the Maserati (Hah)
Through the city
With one of my hottie
I'm on my way to the party (Hah)
Meet with my nigga Marty
And Little Gotti and Scotty
Sippin' Bacardi
So you know we runnin' up everybody (Huh)
Whip about 50 cars
Roll in the jam (Hah), niggas whylin' out at the bar (Oh)
We keep it movin' (Ooh)
Every time, yo (Oh)
Shit that make your DJ spin it back four time, yo (Hah)
Let it rain and let it drizzle
Heat in the club be makin' you sizzle (Hah)
All of the bitches right in the middle (Word up)
I make y'all niggas move
Makin' you sweat (Hah)
Makin' you get busy (Huh)
Got y'all niggas losin' your breath (Hah)
So I started walkin' this way
Pass the stingrays (Hah)
See the Kunta Kinte
Chick doing meringue (Yo)
Hey Mister DJ
Hit with a replay
Check it
Hey why you all in my face (Hah)
Give me some leeway
Got you doin' what we say
Other niggas racin' and whylin' out on the freeway (Hah)
Rushin' to get in a club and get all up in the place
Get inside and see (Flipmode) in your face (Wooh)
Now let me take y'all niggas straight to the point (Hah)
After the party, radio be still bangin' my joint (Huh)
Turn it up a little while I make you

(Take it off)
(Hah) Shit so hot we make you
(Take it off)
Yo, give me what you got, nigga
(Take it off)
And when we hit the right spot, baby
(Take it off)
And if you with me, everybody just
(Take it off)
(Hah) Shit so hot we make you
(Take it off)
Yo, give me what you got, nigga
(Take it off)
And when we hit the right spot, baby
(Take it off)
And everybody if you with me just
(Take it off)
Hah, shit so hot we make you
(Take it off)
Flipmode is the squad, nigga

Ch-ah-ah-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-ah
Yeah
Ah-ah, move around, nigga, ah, ah
Baby, shake yo' ass, just ah-ah
C'mon, and just ah-ah
If it's hot just take it off, motherfucker
Baby, just take it off
Sssss, cha-cha-chka-chka-chka-cha-cha
Chka-chka-chka-chka-cha-cha
A-chka-cha-cha
Do the salsa!
Hmm-hmm, ha-ha-ha-ha...
All y'all Calypso niggas, you can boogie too, the fuck
All my niggas in Trinidad, and shit