1, 2, 3, 4 (Sumpin' New) Lyrics

This is some of the lingua-fringa of da funk business, And people come from miles around with an almost religious devotion to get on down..... [Chorus] 1 2 3 4 get your woman on the floor Gotta Gotta get up to get down Gotta Gotta get up to get down [Rhyme 1:] What up everybody, so glad you're here it's Coolio wit' the flow back in your ear this ain't the fantastic voyage, but I'm still on a mission, to see if I can get your attention Now I want to drop some information just a little additive to your education I live my life by the code of the funk 600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk When I'm on the street, you gotta feel my beat, so throw your hands up if you're down with the C double O, L, I, O with the flow I'm lookin' for the party, so betta nigga know 1 2 3, it's like A B C if hip hop didn't pay, I'd rap for free slide, slide, but that's that past I got sumpin' brand new for that ass [Chorus] [Rhyme 2:] If you got beefed, then nigga eat a porkchop once I get it goin', you know it don't stop I break like antilocks, panties drop, from hood to hood, block to block Help, I need somebody to get it goin' on in this party baby you can do it, take your time do it right, we can drink some liqua and do it all damn night My name ain't Wanda, but I'll rock your world get more bounce than a gherry curl too many looky loos be lookin' for clues there's a party goin' on, now whatcha gonna do, so Grab your partner, do se do, if you don't know who it is, it's Coolio, slide, slide, but that's the past, I got sumpin' brand new for that ass [Chorus] [Rhyme 3:] Push, push, in the bush but don't step on no toes cuz you might get smushed it's the brother from around the way and what I say I been comin' on three like Dr. Dre Comin' at 'em with pattern an' a fresh pair of atoms I hope you don't trip cuz I don't want to have to gat 'em so move your body baby, drive the homeys crazy, the way you shake that ass, always amaze me Ain't no party like a west coast party cuz a west coast party don't stop so when you see a young nigga in a Chevy hittin' switches, then you gotta give the nigga his props I got size in my rise and the motion for your ocean Coolio got the potion to kick the party open slide, slide, but that's the past I got sumpin' brand new for that ass. [Chorus extended, fade out]