Will Smith – Gettin’ Jiggy Wit It

Download another hot old mp3 free audio song by Will Smith and this amazing music is titled “Gettin’ Jiggy Wit It”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an old album which is titled ‘Big Willie Style’ and it was released in the year 1997.

 

Music Video below!.

 

 

Will Smith Gettin’ Jiggy Wit It Download

 

Gettin’ Jiggy Wit It Lyrics

 

Bring it

Woo

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Haha

What, what, what, what

Uh

On your mark, ready, set, let’s go

Dance floor pro, I know you know

I go psycho when my new joint hit

Just can’t sit

Gotta get jiggy wit it, ooh, that’s it

Now honey honey come ride

DKNY all up in my eye

You gotta Prada bag with a lotta stuff in it

Give it to your friend, let’s spin

Everybody lookin’ at me, glancin’ the kid

Wishin’ they was dancin’ the jig

Here with this handsome kid

Ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba

I just bite it

It’s for the look, I don’t light it

Illway the an-may on the ance-day oor-flay

Give it up jiggy, make it feel like foreplay

Yo, my cardio is infinite

Ha ha

Big Willie style’s all in it

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

What? You wanna ball with the kid?

Watch your step, you might fall

Trying to do what I did

Mama, uh, mama, uh mama, come closer

In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub, uh

No love for the haters, the haters

Mad ’cause I got floor seats at the Lakers

See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders

Met Ali, he told me I’m the greatest

I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser

DJ, play another from the prince of this

Your highness, only bad chicks ride in my whips

South to the west to the east to the north

Bought my hits and watch ’em go off, go off

Yes, yes, y’all, you don’t stop

In the winter or the (summertime)

I makes it hot

Gettin’ jiggy wit ’em

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

850is, if you need a lift

Who’s the kid in the drop?

Who else? Will Smith

Livin’ that life some consider a myth

Rock from south street to one two fifth

Women used to tease me

Give it to me now, nice and easy

Since I moved up like George and Wheezey

Cream to the maximum I be askin’ ’em

Would you like to bounce with the brother that’s platinum?

Never see Will attackin’ ’em

I rather play ball with Shaq and ’em, flatten ’em

Psyche, kiddin’

Thought I took a spill, but I didn’t

Trust, the lady of my life she hittin’

Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon

Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly

You? Tryna flex on me? Don’t be silly

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na)

Gettin’ jiggy wit it

(Na-na, na, na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na), uh, uh