Let’s Get Down (feat. Will.I.Am)

Five days at work, two hole days of party
Waitin' for the weekend so I can move my body
I've been working working day and night and now it's time
Set this place on fire tell the DJ take it higher

Let's get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down,
get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down

All my ladies, all my girls, all my honeys, all my birds, all my bitches, all my ladies
If you married, if you single, if you taking on medi you stay this
If a guy gonna try, gotta I gotta let him know he's crazy
Cus I'm chilling with the ladies
We gotta do it
Me and my girls will kill like sex in the city
With the heels and the gun we all look like we're pretty
And a guys they can't deny they get a pity, they get a pity

Five days at work, two hole days of party
Waitin' for the weekend so I can move my body
I've been working working day and night and now it's time
Set this place on fire tell the DJ take it higher

Let's get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down,
get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down

Check it out, we about to rock it out
Credit card up on the bar
We about to buy the house
Drinks on me, everybody drink for free
Make us get a party here
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Five days at work, two hole days of party
Waitin' for the weekend so I can move my body
I've been working working day and night and now it's time
Set this place on fire tell the DJ take it higher

Let's get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down,
get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down

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