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Juvenile voice:

I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me
happy, when I am sad,

You don't know how, how much I love it, please
don't take my 2 Live away...

Clay D:

YO-O-O-O-O-O, LET'S GO! (HEYY!!)

GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)

COME ON NOW, GET IT! (EVERYBODY!!)

GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)

2 LIVE IS HERE, COME ON! (HEYYYYY!)

EVERYBODY! (COME ON, COME ON!)

JUST GET ON DOWN! (JUST GET ON DOWN!)

LET'S GO! LET'S GO! (OW! OW!)

HEYYYYYY!

Verse 1

[Kid Ice] Here we go, back to turn it out

The nastiest niggas representin' the
South

With the freakiest bitches from the
sunshine state

Dissin' off niggas out to playa hate

Butt-naked hoes is all we do

'Cause no one got the freaks like the
Crew

Runnin' through the nation without a
care

Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!

[Marquis] You're fuckin' with the best of 'em,
fuck the rest of 'em

After me there'll be no more left of
'em

The last booty-shake gangsta

Look at all the bread that the booty
can make ya

I got the booty doin' big thangs

So bow down to the kings of the
motherfuckin' booty-game

Well-known worldwide,

This is 2 Live, until the day I die!

Chorus:

(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)

(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)

(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)

(2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)

(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)

(2-2 Live Crew) (Say whut?)

(2-2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)

(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)

Verse 2

[Kid Ice] We're Nasty As we Wanna Be

They dropped the ban and set us free

Lil' Joe turned us loose in the United
States

To see how much wreck we'd create

'Cause there ain't no party like a 2
Live Party

'Cause a 2 Live Party don't stop!

So come to the party and have no fear

Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!

[Marquis] Unknown whereabouts, somewhere smoked
out

Dickin' a bitch's mouth off in a
trickin' house

Ridin', lickin', peepin', blowin'

Stop, pick up the bitch that's hoin',
and keep goin'

Marquis ain't gon' ever change

I'ma stay in the street just as well as
my name

Shine like the diamond I'm named after

When it comes to trickin' hoes, I'm a
motherfuckin' master

Chorus

Verse 3

[Kid Ice] We're the first motherfuckers in the
bass game

Respect is due when you mention our
name

Representin' the South with the
bottom-boy style

Known worldwide with the Miami style

'Cause there ain't nothin' better in
any land

Than the Brother Marquis and the
Chinaman!

Bow down to the best from far and near

It's the Real Ones, baby, 2 Live is
here!

[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off
'gnac

Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like
that

Bitches know what's the time with me

I fuck 'em 'till they skeet and leave
they name in the street

Brother Marquis ain't nothin' to fuck
with

So don't get mad if I fuck and I nut
quick

I'm off the chain, I'm off the key

Uncut G, Nasty As I Wanna Be

Chorus

Clay D:

HEYY! OWW, WORK IT! (DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!)

PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! (PUMP IT UP, GET IT UP!)

GET-GET IT, GET IT! (COME ON, COME ON!)

SHAKE, GET-GET IT! (OW, JUST WORK IT!)

WORK YO' BODY! (SHAKE IT, SHAKE IT!)

DON'T STOP, WORK IT! (DON'T, DON'T...)

OWW! PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! OWW! (GET LOOSE
NOW!)

A PARTY, BABY! (SAY WHAT, SAY WHAT!)

2 LIVE, BABY! (IT AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A PARTY!)

IT'S '98! (COME ON, LET'S GET IT!)

JUST WORK IT ON, GET IT ON!

SHAKE IT ON, GET IT ON! (2 LIVE CREW!)

YO' BODY! (YOU KNOW WE GOTTA, GET LOOSE NOW!)

Chorus