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[Ced Gee:] Yeah! Ultramag, it's Ultramag Ced Gee, Kool Keith - let's go Check it Turned on your switch Let's go ma, make me twitch Get raw ma, collect these chips It's yours ma, you got the gift Work my stick, make it stick Don't stop now, do the split Keep makin moves Get your dance on, show and prove It's a marathon, do the do Get your wiggle on And shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon You at it again - go, go Make it clap - slow, slow Jiggle it baby, oh so graciously Let it flow, you such a pro On the roll, 'bout to blow We gon' take your show on the road And make it happen Let your body rock, see us clappin Just drop - now ain't it good to you? Letras de canciones[Chorus:] Now ain't it good to you? [x4] [Kool Keith:] Girl get up, pump your butt, hit the pole Dollar bill fold, don't handcuff she chose My picture on her painted toes Baltimore to Fillmore Girl around the table think I'm from the Orioles Slide in hit her from the side like Kim Park in the pros My cum wet your tonsils Bernard behind the consoles I let Keyshia Coles see me on the toilet when I drop loads They come with pants on Your difference is surprising in the winter when slacks froze I gave you the leftovers, I put Pam in your rolls Now ain't it good to you? [Chorus:] Now ain't it good to you? [x2] [Ced Gee:] Yeah Ma dance and move, feel the groove, look at dudes Ma, you look sweet in your shoes Work the bottom, work the top Ma your weave thorough, don't look like a mop You play what you got, you lookin hot You collectin crazy dollars up in the spot [Kool Keith:] Pump pump pump pump me up~! Soup me up, girls get your cat and scoop me up The Shaggy raggy nature chick, in the Mystery Machine Girl rock a thong like Daphne Women cars pull me over to sign bras! That's what they askin me Little girls fightin to take my picture Your mom think I'm Greg Anthony Ain't it good to you? [Chorus:] Now ain't it good to you? [x8] From Letras Mania