How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) Hey Mr.
翻訳: ジャングルブラザーズ. 雅はそれをする方法を我々はそれを得た.
翻訳: ジャングルブラザーズ. 雅は、私たちは（母国語のミックス）それを持ってそれをする方法.
for your heart We're makin' ample usage of the times that we see Tell us how you want it, and we bring the strategy So, How ya want it, we got it (Oh
(uh' uh') I already gave my brother some It's my sister's turn Ain't it funny how the fish do burn Wit ya boy, just relax like a fresh new perm And the
when the sound boy came, we came around and we crushed We set the scoops up nice and that we through want to miss And then we tapped them with the horns
to tell her she's ~hold it! hold it! hold up, cops coming buddy. come on man! Tried to tell her it's a jungle thing, I'm a jungle man, I got to swing. ~
Slick, why do he wanna come crib Acting like he know how the brothers live? We have to let 'em know We have to let 'em know Heeeeere we go Behold a pair
and just hang it up The speakers pumping out sounds and hip words Lines between the rhythm designed to equip nerds You better jam we don't care if you hardcore Cause we got
pulled out a gun Ya know your bed? That's me under it Pull the covers over your head, I'ma smother it Then it's back off into the moonlit sky Throw your
how dare you reduce me to donny imus Timeless in case we never been acquainted Flyness who made it It gets duplicated Mindless violence Well let me try to paint it
Chorus: (all together) Well, here we are, United just for you. Our flat-top cuts are new Because we're on the move. Verse 1 (big daddy kane): Na-na
, I like it, I like it We, we can't stay here, we got to go We got to go Alfred Oh shit, to funky, We got to go Alfred You got any old James Brown records
(uh' uh') I already gave my brother some It's my sister's turn Ain't it funny how the fish do birds Wit ya boy, just relax like a fresh new perm And
want to, the curse got her doin this dirt Cause she saw mommy do it whenever daddy went to work (damn) And it hurts, I know the pain call it the truth
all wit knowledge of the world Only to God we hail, and this money we spend it We spend it, it's the root of e-vil But these black millionaires will live
budge, without my cous' Fuzz A simple, "How ya do?", ah check it from my friends and my crew Makes it definitely special Now there's no 'Shiny Happy
You understandin' me straight? Yes, yes, no doubt, excellence (Let the sunshine in) It's what it is, what it is An' thats what it is, you see? Ha, fire (The sun's shinin') 'Cause it
