Will Smith - Gettin' jiggy with it
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na)
Gettin' jiggy with it
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na)
Gettin' jiggy with it
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na)
Gettin' jiggy with it
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na)

What? You want to ball with the kid?
Watch your step (Woo), you might fall trying to do what I did
Mama (Ugh) mama (Ugh) mama come closer
In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub, uh
No love for the haters, the haters
Mad 'cause I got floor seats at the Lakers
See me on the fifty-yard line with the Raiders
Met Ali. He told me I'm the greatest
I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd-pleaser
DJ play another from the prince of this
Your Highness, only mad chicks ride in my whips
South to the west to the east to the north
Bump my hits and watch them go off, a-go off
Ah, yes-yes y'all (Woo), ya don't stop
In the winter or the (Summertime), I makes it hot
Gettin' jiggy with 'em