Letra Getcha groove on Xzibit

Getcha groove on

[xzibit]
Yes
Millenium shit
Limp bizkit, ha, x to the z
Yeah, ha
Bringin it live to you and yours
Ladies and gentlemen, ha, ha, ha
My homeboy, yo get at em dog

Hook: fred durst
You dont wanna fuck with, me today
Cuz a little somethin, somethin didnt, go your way
So try not to be like, that today
Cuz Im a real motherfucker from round the way
We dont give a fuck when were rockin the place
Were only givin a fuck if youre invadin the space
So getcha, getcha groove on [gotta getcha groove on]
Dont keep us waitin too long [dont keep us waitin too long]

[fred durst]
Dont you treat me like a toy kid
Do you enjoy this
Every single second Im alive Im a mess
Got these laser beam mic checks
Communicatin through the genelect
High tech, keep you on the run now
Dont wanna be that, guy
Every single second Im alive, im, alive
I, dont understand why
I got control, full of candy in your soul while
Pumpin up the sweetness
This is what you need
Another little piece of me inside of you
Cuz you know that I always keep it true (keep it true)
And thats exactly why I do just what I do
Yeah, its what I do

Hook

[xzibit]
I got breakneck delivery, no time for chivalry
Extraordinary ability, shit longevity
Dig deep in your soul and find yourself
Cuz mind control can turn yall to someone else
So fast, your headll probably spin the fuck right off
Me and fred about to go half on microsoft
Me and limp burnin twenty percent
Your little half ass direct hits aint even makin a dent
What an event, all hell xzibit and limp
As we attempt to bring home the championship
Its all in the wrists I still leave the league an assist
Gimme the fifth, Im drinking while Im takin a piss, bitch

Hook

[xzibit]
I got untapped material, I serial kill shit
Gimme the real shit, x finish em all quick
Makin your jaw split when Im touchin the mosh pit
Constant conflict, knockin faggots unconscious
Nauseous, raisin the stakes, increasin the weight
Got homies I can lay down that lift they plates
So quit trying to invade my space
Before I call for a face to face, and gotta rest my case like...

[durst]
This is how we do it
Just recognize we keep gettin right to it
Lookin through these eyes, look into these eyes
And youll see the size of the flame
Then you might despise the size of my game
Step the fuck back, xzibits on the track
You shouldve buckled up before your head hit the dash
You gotta hate that, a demo from an eight track
Brought me to a place, where platinum comes in eight stacks, bitch

Hook to end

[xzibit over hook]
Limp bizkit ladies and gentlemen
Cmon! yeah!
Takin this shit over for motherfucking 2000, 2001
Limp bizkit, mr. x to the z, xzibit
Kickin a mudhole in you bitch ass motherfuckers
Yeah! ha! it dont stop what, it never stop huh
Like this! huh
Yeah, yeah, 2000
R.i.p. roger troutman, yeah, yeah