[Verse]
A D7
I got magic in my fingertips
G
I'm profound I got a sound that gets your
C F
crew doin backflips
A D7
I put the grooves in your dancin shoes
G
so don't wait, don't hesistate to let your
C F
heart dictate your fate
A D7
I met a girl just the other day
G
I said "hey", she said "yo",
C F
I said "hey", she said "yo", I know
A D7
who puts the grooves in your dancin shoes
G
So if ya got it step up,
C F
but if ya don't ya better listen up
[Chorus]
A D7
'cause if ya don't got the groove on
G C F
then I suggest ya get a move on, son
A D7
And if ya can't feel that funk flash
G C F
then I suggest ya take a lesson from Ash
[Verse]
A D7
I got upon my flow like plans I'm beginnin' 'em
G C F
no one really pays Ash any more than minimum
A D7
I'm not the one to obey the status quo
G C F
I was an amateur but I'd prefer to be a pro, yo
A D7
Check with ya doc before ya get into this routine
G C F
I flow slow like the gravy on your poutine
A D7
Spic and span on the mic, they call me "Mr. Clean"
G C F
so buckle up before ya travel in my rhyme machine
A D7
Year round packin' bud like an evergreen
G C F
try exercise 'stead of munchin' on your Lean Cuisine
[Chorus]
A D7
And if ya don't got the groove on
G C F
well I suggest ya get a move on, son
A D7
And if ya can't feel that funk flash
G C F
well I suggest ya take a lesson from Ash, I
[Bridge]
A D7
I got a vibe that's electrical
G
I connect with an effect that's both
C F
correct and G symmetrical
A D7
so watch my back because I'm classified
G
and the files are next to Watergate
C F
because the government owes in every state
A D7
Bill Gates may be a big shot
G
but all the money in his empire
C F
could never buy the groove I got
A D7
Bill Gates may be a big shot
G
but all the money in his empire
C F
could never buy the groove I got
[Chorus]
A D7
And if ya don't got the groove on
G C F
well I suggest ya get a move on, son
A D7
And if ya can't feel that funk flash
G C F
well I suggest ya take a lesson from Ash
[Outro]
A
Don't mean to be technical
D7
Clear as the crystical
G
Ash don't got a Glock
C F
He prefers to eat a popsicle
A
Defying laws of gravity
D7
Opinions like a cavity
G C F
I Like to talk shit but prefer originality
A
Whiter than bone marrow
D7
Sharp like the arrow
G C F
In Mexico, I smoke the ganja, wear the sombrero
A D7
Bless the ones who copy me, respect the disc jockey
G
See, I stole Park Place and Boardwalk
C F
So I always win Monopoly
A
Cruising in the sloop
D7
Fruitalize the Froot Loop
G C F
“Excuse me, waiter sir, there's a fly in my soupy-soup”
A
So the pyros keep on lightin'
D7
Dirt and soap keep up the fighting
G
Verbal contracts aren't worth shit
C F
We like to seal the deal in writin'
A D7
Cruising in the Jetta, red like the poinsettia
G C F
Got no double-barrels, automatics, sawed offs, Berrettas
A
Thought you was God-sent
D7
Respect my environment
G
We'll be Team of Captains 'til the day of our enlightenment
End on A