Release: July 24, 2001
Lyrics:
Let's get it crunk up on
Have fun up on, up in this dancery
We got ya'll open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me
Don't need no hateration
Holleration in this dancery
Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin'
So just dance for me
Come on, everybody get on up
'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk
Mary J. is in the spot tonight
And I'ma make it feel alright (make it feel alright)
Come on baby, just, party with me
Let loose and set your body free (oh)
Leave your situations at the door
So when you step inside jump on the floor
Let's get it crunk up on (let's get crunk up on)
Have fun up on, up in this dancery
We got ya'll open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me (gots to dance for me)
Don't need no hateration
Holleration in this dancery (holler, holler, holler)
Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin'
So just dance for me
Ooh, it's only gonna be about a matter of time
Before you get loose and start lose your mind
Cop you a drink, go head and rock your ice
'Cause we celebratin' no more drama in our life
With the Dre track pumpin', everybody's jumpin'
Go ahead and twist your back and get your body bumpin'
I told you, "Leave your situations at the door"
So grab somebody and get your ass on the dance floor
Let's get it crunk up on
Have fun up on, up in this dancery (in this dancery)
We got ya'll open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me (and you gots to dance for me)
Don't need no hateration
Holleration in this dancery
Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin'
So just dance for me
We don't need no haters (y'all we don't need 'em, no)
We're just tryin' to love one another (love)
We just want y'all have a good time (mm-hmm)
No more drama in your life (mm-mm, no)
Work real hard to make a dime
If you got beef, your problem, not mine (yeah, not mine)
Leave all that B-S outside
We're gonna celebrate all night (all night)
Let's have fun, tonight, no fights
Turn that Dre track way up high (turn it up, turn it up)
Makin' you dance all night and I (all night long)
Got some real heat for ya this time (real heat for ya)
Doesn't matter if you're white or black (doesn't matter, doesn't matter)
Let's get crunk 'cause Mary's back
Let's get it crunk up on (let's get it crunk up on )
Have fun up on, up in this dancery (in this dancery, hey)
We got ya'll open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me (so you gotta dance for me)
Don't need no hateration (dance for me)
Holleration in this dancery (dance for me)
Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (let's get it, let's get it, let's get it)
So just dance for me
Let's get it crunk up on (dance for me)
Have fun up on, up in this dancery (let's get crunk up on)
We got ya open, now ya floatin' (all I want y'all to do)
So you gots to dance for me (is just dance, just dance)
Don't need no hateration (come on, come on)
Holleration in this dancery (come on, come on, come on, come on)
Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin'
So just dance for me
Let's get it crunk up on
Have fun up on, up in this dancery (oh, yeah)
We got ya'll open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me (you gotta dance for me)
Don't need no hateration (just dance for me)
Holleration in this dancery (just dance for me)
Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (dance for me, dance for me)
So just dance for me (dance for me, yeah)
Songwriter:
Let's get it crunk up on (dance for me)
Have fun up on, up in this dancery (come on y'all dance)
We got ya open, now ya floatin' (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, oh)
So you gots to dance for me
Don't need no hateration
Holleration in this dancery (we don't need no haters, we just want y'all to holla)
Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (holla if you hear me, get it percolatin')
So just dance for me (yeah)
Andre Young / Asiah Lewis / Bruce Miller / Camara Yero Kambon / Luchana N Lodge / Mary J. Blige / Melvin Charles Bradford / Michael A Elizondo
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Player Ratings: Cagliari 1 Milan 1
Cool.
TEAM GRADE (C-): The thing about this match was (if I may reappropriate Roberto’s comment during the match) that the performances were heaven or hell. Calabria, Musacchio, Biglia, Kessie, and Suso were all pretty close to the best version of themselves. Pipita, Cal, Jack, and to a lesser extent Romagnoli were all closer to their worst. As we’ll get to below, Rino didn’t help their cause with the boys wholly unprepared to open the match absorbing pressure or the absolutely bizarre sub sequence, but the inability to get anything cohesive going until late in the first half I place squarely on the squad. When neither Jack or Cal can click, you’re left with a predictable attack where everything comes into the box from the right side, as it did today. Cagliari were far too big and physical and far too experienced on that back-line for Milan to have that work and we desperately need to find different ways to create chances. It’ll be interesting to see how Rino adjusts (my guess is he won’t), but aside from a few spells here and there, we never really looked dangerous. But credit to Cagliari who were damn near flawless.
GATTUSO (D): So Pipita scores, we start looking like we have some bite, us fans are all clamoring for blood, so ten minutes later Rino takes off Jack (who leveled up in the second half) to put on Baka. Pause. What in the actual f***? What in the actual f*** would compel you to throw on a defensive midfielder, when you needed someone who could attack? I’m still bemused by this. It was like a white flag at 65′ saying “Playing For The Point”. But then a few minutes later you send a different message by bringing on Castillejo, leaving you with no creativity in the midfield as if you had left on either one of Jack or Cal, instead giving you a disjointed and lethargic attack that didn’t threaten Cagliari even the slightest. Lax at the end was just to say you did. And this on top of the fact that for the twentieth game in a row (minus Roma for whatever reason), we were overwhelmed early by two pressing forwards, lucky not to concede three within the first fifteen. The noose is tightening.
PLAYERS
Donnarumma (6.0): The goal was tough to save at the distance, and his initial save was stellar. Not tested much throughout, but did really well on a lot of little things like playing quickly from the back and picking out crosses.
Calabria (7.0) (MOTM): His one real mistake came at an unfortunate time, but an all-star showing from the youngster linking up beautifully with Suso and Kessie while manning the left side of Cagliari’s attack effortlessly. Bravo il mio ragazzo!
Musacchio (6.5): Really intelligent display from the Spaniard as the cooler-head of the CB duo early on. Made two brilliant tackles on Sao late in the game to preserve the point and was economic on the ball, per usual.
Romagnoli (5.5): Settled in after the first 15 minute bludgeoning, but man was he off-key during that opening deluge. He let a notably slow Pavoletti behind him on the counter whose initial shot led to Pedro’s opener, and made a school-boy clearance a few minutes later. Needed more today.
Rodriguez (5.5): Had a screamer that tested Cragno early on... and so ends the ‘RR Attack Hour’. Tune in next week. Held up okay on the defensive end, after the first fifteen.
Kessie (6.5): Industrious, per usual, on both sides of the ball adding that extra layer of creativity that we desperately needed outside Suso. Misplaced a couple final balls and faded towards the end, but a strong showing for the Ivorian.
Biglia (6.0): Largely mistake-free and effective. The cover and amount of space he allowed between the defense and midfield early on wasn’t pretty, but like a number of others, regained his footing.
Bonaventura (5.0): Botched two very good chances at goal from close-range and was a liability for the first 45 minutes. Picked up the pace in the second, but was subbed off at the 65′ mark. All in all underwhelming.
Suso (6.5): If you are honestly badmouthing dude on this day the Lord has made, take a shower, walk your pet cat, and come again. He was involved in everything and anything that looked dangerous today and a failure to recognize that is hateration. And we don’t need no hateration or holleration in this dancerie.
Higuain (6.0): Tidy finish on the goal and its good he got on the sheet but what a frustrating performance otherwise. Romagna and Klavan (Yo, is Cagliari building a 90′s fighting game for Sega with these names? Srna, Klavan, Cragno, Bradaric...) neutralized the hell out of him and bro could not get a foot on the ball.
Calhanoglu (4.5)(Flop of the Match): Aye aye aye. How he made it to 73′ is beyond me. Couldn’t set a foot right, effectively neutering the left side of the attack.
SUBSTITUTIONS
Bakayoko (5.0): As odd as the sub was, dude looked a lot better than he did on his debut. Looked a lot like the defensive mid that I recognized from Monaco. Unfortunately for us he was positioned as an attacking mid. Nice, Rino.
Castillejo (4.5): Added speed and a little bit of directness, but came on too late and for the wrong man.
Laxalt (N/A): He played. I saw it.
Allright. That’s that. Dunder Mifflin 99 on Thursday (I’ll be working), so stay tuned for that.
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