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We don't care you can call the cops
But when we get going the party don't stop
Our brass stay hard all around the clock
Find us any given Sunday on the block
Hands up feet down
Ten toes locked
The whole crowd buckjumping
When the beat drop
We gon give it to you hard
Get a little sloppy
Washboard, Cowbells
Tambourine clave
And even if you aint with it we gonna roll
Straight through the walls of Jericho
After that we study war no more
After that we study War no more
Say woop woop
Party
10-4 that's 40
Go head get with me
If you happy and you know it get busy
That sidewalk be jumpin
That neutral ground. Be jumpin
That Hot 8 be jumpin
Got everybody jumpin
Get down, go on and do your dance
Bring it on up and wash your hands
One for the money, two for the show
Bring that mustard come on
Yeah gimme some of that tuba drums
And trombone
Gimme some of that trumpet
Saxophone
Gimme some more of that tuba
Trombone
Gimme some more of that trumpet
Do you wanna hear LaJean….
Shh be quiet, so you can hear me when I'm moving in silence
Say shhh, be quiet
So you can hear me when I'm moving big
They say I'm too old to rap, but too young to stop
The only way they describe the 8 is just hot
LaJean, that's the money you make off the docks
Way more than we gon make on the block
We come to spread good vibes and give props
Drink beers, say cheers and take shots
Hit Curacao and float on big yachts
Fly back to the N.O. and drive off the lot
As I hit I-10 from MSY
I ain't gotta divide my piece of the pie
Going chill in the hood at the end of the line
After I smoke this roll one more time
They like WOAH Biggz what's up with the 8?
I'm like, we literally just flew back in the states
Was gone for a long time but could not wait
Until we make it back to N.O.L.A.
If you with me
Get ready
Whether skinny or you got a big belly
If you with me
Get ready
Whether skinny or you got a big belly
They gon hop to this
They gon jump to this
Have a drink, smoke a blunt to this
They gon hop to this
Jump to this
Have a drink, smoke a blunt to this
In the same place where I grew up
Putting up the same fingers that I threw up
Following the same plan that I drew up
Knowing this my last chance, can’t screw up
I don’t want no trouble from the garda.
Don’t need them runnin up on us
Talkin bout how they smell marijuana
From the middle of the block to the corner
In the pub, smelling like a whole pound
Everybody secondline when we come round
I need a fresh pack in your home town
Let me roll up before we drove down
We don't talk everyday, but you know what it is
If you really need help, now you know what it is
Woah, holla at me, you know how I live
No cap, straight rap on the same old shit
If you wid me
Get ready
Whether skinny or you got a big belly
If you with me
Get ready
Whether skinny or you got a big belly
Shh, be quiet so you can hear me when I’m movin in silence
Say shhh, be quiet
We not just goin up top, we gonna take it to the moon and back
Oh, we gon take it to the moon and back
(what we gon)
…………… we gon take it to the moon and back
Vibe to the rhythm
We live to the rhythm
Get high to the rhythm
Ride to the rhythm
Just ride to the rhythm
Get live to the rhythm
Get high to the rhythm
Come on
Do the secondline……. for the bossman
Get ya mind right we the boss band
Bringing it together cos we all fam
Keepin it together for the young fam
Eyy everybody don't know
Who Richard is
Who Richard is
(we gon take it to the moon and back)
Eyyy yeah we gon take it to the moon and back
We not just goin uptown
We gon take it to the moon and back
Vibe to the rhythm
We live to the rhythm
Get high to the rhythm
Ride to the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
Live to the rhythm
Get high to the rhythm
Ride to the rhythm
And do the second line for the bossman
Get cha mind right, we the boss band
Bringing it together cos we all fam……..
Keepin it together for the young fam
Everybody dont know
(come on)
Everybody dont know
Who Richard is
Who Richard is
Hot 8, Hot 8 come on
Hot 8 come on
Hot 8 come on
We ride
We ride
We ride
We ride
We ride
We ride
We hide
We hide
And do the second line for the bossman
…………………………………
……………………. Bossman
……………………
Say whoop whoop
Party
Until your …………
Go ahead and get …..
If you’re happy and you know it ……….
Eyyy come onn
Eyyy come onn
WRITERS
Hot 8 Brass Band, Petr Verner, Christopher Cotton
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Third Side Music Inc.
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