Will Smith, Nicole Scherzinger - If U Can't Dance (Slide) lyrics

Yo, if you can't dance
It's cool to get up now
Yeah see usually y'all stand off on the side
Y'know you're a lil' embarrased or whatever
But this one of them joints for e'rybody
So get up on up, but keep it simple, slide

If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do
If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do

Now we all know the boy at the club
All liquored up
Or with the bub tryin' to pick 'em up
Whack dancin', wookin pa nub
His shirt too bright, pants too tight
Boy settle down
Now I ain't just messin wit'chu
I got better things to do, I'm tryin' to help
I got a lesson for you
I know you do the best you could do
Wanna get next to boo? Then the less you do
The better cause women equate dance with sex
They gon' see you, and be like, next
But, you gon' be like, hold up ma!, next
But she gon' be like, uh uh pah!, next
Now looka here, rule number one
Know your name it ain't Usher, Justin
Hammer? Then we can touch ya
Rule number two
Never do a dance you can't do
Why stupid? You can't do it

If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do
If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do

So I'm up in my spot in
Miami the other night right
And this dude out on the floor OD'n
Just way overdancin
You know so his mami wanna holla at me

She thought my name was Billy
I told her it was Willie
She said she watched my TV show
And I was very silly
Told her I was from Philly
She looked at me said really?
And judgin from her t-shirt I could
Tell that she was chilly
So I gave her my sweater
She said her name was Etta
She said she come from Cuba and
She just had bought a Jetta
She said she glad I met her
Let's go somewhere together
She said she'd ride in my car
Cause she knew my car was better
The conversation cookin
Attention gettin' tooken
My Spidey Sense is tinglin'
I felt somebody lookin'
Now who this brother lookin
And now he runnin bookin'
I'm mad I'm like the fisherman I
Almost had my hook in
I figured I should get up
And quickly clear my head up
Rosetta got a man, got me feelin kinda set up
Now dude was really fed up
And yo he wouldn't let up
Homey if I hit you you
Might never ever get up
Now he was not a dancer
Plus he wasn't handsome
Comin like Mel Gibson like I
Had his girl from ransom
Pedro wanna go outside, Yo amigo, tranquilo
Slide
If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do
If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do

Now rule number three is easy
Please remember that you ain't
On Beach Street
The sweet beat you ain't tryin to win no TV
Another dude get a move no need to outdo it
Rule number four, out on the floor
Don't be doin moves that don't
Nobody do no more
Draw too much attention it be
Adventurous on the floor
There's a reason that don't nobody
Do 'em no more, you feel me?
This may be hilarious
But rule number five is serious, uh
It's a shame to even have to discuss
But, it's no lip biting or pelvic thrusts
I mean
You think that move'll put the sting on her?
You too close, tryin' to put a ring on her?
You don't know that girl, don't cling on her
And don't put your thing on her, cool?

If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do
If you can't dance then this is your jam
Baby left to right, all night, slide
That's all you gotta do