Coolio — 1 2 3 4 Sumpin New

[Intro] This is some of the lingua franca of the funk business And people come from miles around With an almost religious devotion to get on down [Chorus] One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down [Verse 1] What up everybody, so glad you're here It's Coolio wit' the flow back in your ear This ain't a fantastic voyage, but I'm still on a mission To see if I can get your attention Now I wants to drop some information Just a little additive to your education I live my life by the code of the funk 600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk When I'm on the street, you gotta feel my beat, so Throw your hands up if you're down with the C- Double O-L-I-O with the flow I'm lookin' for the party, so let a nigga know One, two, three, it's like A, B, C If hip hop didn't pay, I'd rap for free Slide, slide, but that's that past I got sumpin' brand new for that ass [Chorus] One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down [Verse 2] If you got beef, then nigga, eat a pork chop Once I get it goin', you know it don't stop I break like anti-locks, panties drop From hood to hood, block to block Help, I need somebody To get it goin' on in this party Baby, you can do it, take your time do it right We can drink some yak and do it all damn night My name ain't Wanda, but I'll rock your world Get more bounce than a jheri curl Too many looky loos be lookin' for clues There's a party goin' on, now what'cha gonna do, so Grab your partner, do-si-do Now if you don't know who it is, it's Coolio Slide, slide, but that's the past I got sumpin' brand new for that ass [Chorus] One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down [Verse 3] Push, push, in the bush But don't step on my toes 'cause you might get smushed It's the brother from around the way And what I say I bend a co'ner on three like Dr. Dre Comin' at 'em with a pattern an' a fresh pair of atoms I hope he don't trip 'cause I don't want to have to gat 'em So move your body baby, drive the homies crazy The way you shake that ass, it always amaze me Ain't no party like a west coast party 'Cause a west coast party don't stop So when you see a young nigga in a Chevy hittin' switches Then you gotta give the nigga his props I got size in my rise and the motion for your ocean Coolio got the potion to get the party open Slide, slide, but that's the past I got sumpin' brand new for that ass [Chorus] One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down One, two, three, four Get your woman on the floor Gotta—gotta get up to get down Gotta—gotta get up to get down