Okay, I need everybody on the dance floor
Right about now
Right about now
Yeah
Shake that shit, let her twerk
All she wanna do is put in work
All she wanna do is get off of work
Hit the dance floor and go berserk
Lookin' like dinner and dessert
Better back up, nigga, don't get hurt
You ain't tryna hurt what's under that skirt
Cube come through, watch you get murked
Straight from the dirt
Put the world on alert
If you're scared, go to church
I'ma kill it first
You know this motherf*ckin' verse
It's gon' leave in a hearse
Bitch, obey your thirst
Then hand O'Shea your purse
You f*ckin' with Catholic curve
We'll show your ass the universe
Yeah, I said
I need everybody on the dancefloor
Especially you
Look at that freak bitch startin' to freak
Look at that geek nigga startin' to geek
Freak wanna freak eight days a week
Saw that ass from across the street
Busted you best I can
F*cked around and hit a pedestrian
Picked him up after the crash
Nigga asked me, "Did you see that ass?"
F*ckin' that shit up, bitch, I get lit up
Hands up, this is a stick-up
Dust get kicked up, then I pick a trick up
See that dick up, bitch get the hiccups
Me and my niggas, we like pickups
Those fake, don't try to trick us
These things are natural
Ten times better than silicone
Yeah, I need asses wigglin' (yup)
And titties jigglin' (yup)
Especially you
Shake that shit, let her twerk
All she wanna do is put in work
All she wanna do is get off of work
Hit the dance floor and go berserk
Lookin' like dinner and dessert
Better back up, nigga, don't get hurt
You ain't tryna hurt what's under that skirt
Cube come through, watch you get murked
Straight from the dirt
Put the world on alert
If you're scared, go to church
I'ma kill it first
You know this motherf*ckin' verse
It's gon' leave in a hearse
Bitch, obey your thirst
Then hand O'Shea your purse
You f*ckin' with Catholic curve
We'll show your ass the universe
Yeah, I said
I need everybody on the dance floor
Especially you
Especially You Video (MV)
Performed By: Ice Cube
From Album: Man Down
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Gerald C. Collins, O'shea Jackson
Year: 2024
Ice Cube - Especially You Lyrics
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Okay, I need everybody on the dance floor
Right about now
Right about now
Yeah
Shake that shit, let her twerk
All she wanna do is put in work
All she wanna do is get off of work
Hit the dance floor and go berserk
Lookin' like dinner and dessert
Better back up, nigga, don't get hurt
You ain't tryna hurt what's under that skirt
Cube come through, watch you get murked
Straight from the dirt
Put the world on alert
If you're scared, go to church
I'ma kill it first
You know this motherf*ckin' verse
It's gon' leave in a hearse
Bitch, obey your thirst
Then hand O'Shea your purse
You f*ckin' with Catholic curve
We'll show your ass the universe
Yeah, I said
I need everybody on the dancefloor
Especially you
Look at that freak bitch startin' to freak
Look at that geek nigga startin' to geek
Freak wanna freak eight days a week
Saw that ass from across the street
Busted you best I can
F*cked around and hit a pedestrian
Picked him up after the crash
Nigga asked me, "Did you see that ass?"
F*ckin' that shit up, bitch, I get lit up
Hands up, this is a stick-up
Dust get kicked up, then I pick a trick up
See that dick up, bitch get the hiccups
Me and my niggas, we like pickups
Those fake, don't try to trick us
These things are natural
Ten times better than silicone
Yeah, I need asses wigglin' (yup)
And titties jigglin' (yup)
Especially you
Shake that shit, let her twerk
All she wanna do is put in work
All she wanna do is get off of work
Hit the dance floor and go berserk
Lookin' like dinner and dessert
Better back up, nigga, don't get hurt
You ain't tryna hurt what's under that skirt
Cube come through, watch you get murked
Straight from the dirt
Put the world on alert
If you're scared, go to church
I'ma kill it first
You know this motherf*ckin' verse
It's gon' leave in a hearse
Bitch, obey your thirst
Then hand O'Shea your purse
You f*ckin' with Catholic curve
We'll show your ass the universe
Yeah, I said
I need everybody on the dance floor
Especially you
Right about now
Right about now
Yeah
Shake that shit, let her twerk
All she wanna do is put in work
All she wanna do is get off of work
Hit the dance floor and go berserk
Lookin' like dinner and dessert
Better back up, nigga, don't get hurt
You ain't tryna hurt what's under that skirt
Cube come through, watch you get murked
Straight from the dirt
Put the world on alert
If you're scared, go to church
I'ma kill it first
You know this motherf*ckin' verse
It's gon' leave in a hearse
Bitch, obey your thirst
Then hand O'Shea your purse
You f*ckin' with Catholic curve
We'll show your ass the universe
Yeah, I said
I need everybody on the dancefloor
Especially you
Look at that freak bitch startin' to freak
Look at that geek nigga startin' to geek
Freak wanna freak eight days a week
Saw that ass from across the street
Busted you best I can
F*cked around and hit a pedestrian
Picked him up after the crash
Nigga asked me, "Did you see that ass?"
F*ckin' that shit up, bitch, I get lit up
Hands up, this is a stick-up
Dust get kicked up, then I pick a trick up
See that dick up, bitch get the hiccups
Me and my niggas, we like pickups
Those fake, don't try to trick us
These things are natural
Ten times better than silicone
Yeah, I need asses wigglin' (yup)
And titties jigglin' (yup)
Especially you
Shake that shit, let her twerk
All she wanna do is put in work
All she wanna do is get off of work
Hit the dance floor and go berserk
Lookin' like dinner and dessert
Better back up, nigga, don't get hurt
You ain't tryna hurt what's under that skirt
Cube come through, watch you get murked
Straight from the dirt
Put the world on alert
If you're scared, go to church
I'ma kill it first
You know this motherf*ckin' verse
It's gon' leave in a hearse
Bitch, obey your thirst
Then hand O'Shea your purse
You f*ckin' with Catholic curve
We'll show your ass the universe
Yeah, I said
I need everybody on the dance floor
Especially you
Writer: Gerald C. Collins, O'shea Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd
