[Intro]
Come and get it, girl... come on
Come and get it, girl... come on
Come and get it, girl... come on
Come and get it, girl... come on
[Chorus: woman singer]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
[Heavy D]
I'm talkin about swing, swing, swing with the swinger
Forget about what you heard, here comes the humdinger
And I'm a ride the beat like a jockey rides a horse
I'm the boss, hold your horse, Heavy D is on course
Pardon me, excuse me, watch ya mama, biggie
Here comes the Hevstеr, a good friend of Ziggy
Marley, and Eddie Murphy's brothеr named Charlie
If the beat is very funky, then it's made by Marley
When I was in school, sometimes I didn't study
Producer Pete Rock has a brother named Ruddy
Ruddy is my cousin, the oldest in his fam
And Ruddy really appeciates a good Jamaican jam
Me for myself, myself and for me
I like a fresh lemon mixed with honey and tea
Or a chocolate chip cookie, later on a lil' nookie
In the morning, I wake up, I place a bet with my bookie
Wash my face with Ivory, girls don't connive me
When I grow up, I want a kid big just like me
No need to bow on ya hands and knees
Just come a little closer 'cause the lover's got what you need
Come and get it, girl... come on
Come and get it, girl... come on
Come and get it, girl... come on
Come and get it, girl... come on
[Chorus: woman singer]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
[Heavy D]
I'm talkin about swing, swing, swing with the swinger
Forget about what you heard, here comes the humdinger
And I'm a ride the beat like a jockey rides a horse
I'm the boss, hold your horse, Heavy D is on course
Pardon me, excuse me, watch ya mama, biggie
Here comes the Hevstеr, a good friend of Ziggy
Marley, and Eddie Murphy's brothеr named Charlie
If the beat is very funky, then it's made by Marley
When I was in school, sometimes I didn't study
Producer Pete Rock has a brother named Ruddy
Ruddy is my cousin, the oldest in his fam
And Ruddy really appeciates a good Jamaican jam
Me for myself, myself and for me
I like a fresh lemon mixed with honey and tea
Or a chocolate chip cookie, later on a lil' nookie
In the morning, I wake up, I place a bet with my bookie
Wash my face with Ivory, girls don't connive me
When I grow up, I want a kid big just like me
No need to bow on ya hands and knees
Just come a little closer 'cause the lover's got what you need
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