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Keep it nice and quiet, keep it nice and quietWhat the hell was that?(Hey y'all, I thought we bust this new hype before)All across the land(New dance commercial take two)Rio, Marbella, we gettin' stupidHa, Germany, Paris France, we gettin' stupidYeah, Stockholm Sweden, we love yaLet me shed, it's easier said code redBust the new groove just hyped for the jugheadBass thumpin' everybody's doin the bumpin'Oops, I slipped on a moveI think it's time to bust somethin'Sleazy, but cool and easy("Is this the right one?")Yeah, this is for the hoodBetter keep it greasyBetter yet on a smooth tipI don't want to sweatI want my slimmie to get with thisMove your head and shoulders from side to sideTake your back foot, and then you let it slideYo, in a fade motion, lots of attitude, coast to coastLetras de cancionesThen you're floatin' homeboys boastin',You made his skeeze freezeYou've been chosen, PLadies and gentlemen, NPG introduces the[Chorus]Jughead (Jughead)Yeah, we gettin' funky in the house tonightKickin' the jughead (Doin' the jughead)Come on, get stupid, get stupidKickin' the jughead (jughead)Oh yeah, we gettin' funky in the house tonightKickin' the jughead, yeah (Doin' the jughead)Wait a minute, what's he doin'? (get stupid, get stupid)Well, Mack daddy in the house over thereWhat you doin' dawg?("Gettin' busy G, kickin' the jughead")Yeah, baby's gettin' busy in my faceCold housin' a futureEverything has been well placedThis daddy's to flyHe bust the jughead as he floats to the other sideYou watch the rotation, there's a bit of hesitationThis is some new hype stuff you're facin'You gotta come with a new gitThe J-U-G-H-E-A-D, and I'm flowin' with itYou could say I'm on a rollNPG and y'all, and we're gettin' bold, ohYes, bold steps must be taken To bump a nation their scrutiny is what I'm facin'As you pump the volume to what I'm sayin'You'd catch me dead before you catch meDoin' anything but the[Chorus](get stupid, get stupid)Don't worry if you're lookin' sillyLook over here at me, workin' for Willie (check it out man, check it out)Gettin' busy in the corner (Oh yes, is that Levi?!)Holdin' my own , you think I'm posin'I'm just frozen on an upbeatClockin' a freak in a low proYou know, discreetBaby was laughingBut before a "no" was even saidShe's on the dance floorNext beat kickin' the jughead (jughead)Yeah (get funky in the house tonight)Get funkyKickin' the jughead (Doin' the jughead)(come on, come on) Get stupid, get stupidKickin' the jughead (well, jughead)What's up with that? (Dis one's mine, T) (get funky in the house tonite)Huh, I thought so, yeah (jughead)(get stupid, get stupid)Yo Margaya (jughead)Yeah we gettin' funky (get funky in the house tonite)Yeah say Rio yeah, (doin' the jughead)What about New York? yeah (get stupid, get stupid)LA? yeah (well, jughead)Get funky yeah (get funky in the house tonite)Atlanta, G.A. - yeah (doin' the jughead)We gettin' funky in the house tonight (get stupid, get stupid)Yeah, homey, kick it just like that [Repeat: x8](jughead)Boy, we gettin' international In the house (gettin' funky in the house tonight)That's rightWe gettin' internationalIn the houseWe want this one to go worldwideHuh, that's right worldwideNot state-sideGive it upM-P-L-SWho turn the mother out?M-P-L-SWho turn the mother out?Oh yeah, that's what I'm sayin' (get funky)That's what I'm sayin' That's what I'm sayin' Who turn the mother out?(That's what I'm sayin')Tony, you were excellent (That's what I'm sayin') What you need is a manager (That's what I'm sayin') For what?I can make you, Money minders are like parasitesThey pose and wheelers and Dealers for your rights, and mostCompanies say that you need em!Not me, but I've kicked back, observed, andI'm honest, Watched 'em bleed 'emArtists young and oldI can bring you to the top! Where'd this unwritten law come from anyway?That years after the contract you shouldStill be gettin' paid? Boy, I go brokeAnd hit the skids before I take care ofA rich sucker's kids. Hell,My contract, a contract ain't no pension plan,My contract, years after this my kids are still Gonna make the grand.Tony, you, and you laugh at my brother Little RichardWhen he says you ain't gave him nothing.Let's leave him out of this Hell, that ain't no joke.His songs are still sellin', that manCould die broke. So fellow artists,You need me, push for yours, and watch forMr. Money Minder, as we settle the score.Tony From Letras Mania