| When the beats up, on the speakers
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| I hit the floor like a pimp in his sneakers
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| I get a little bit of minute like I’m rocking the thermometer of a john
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| Saturday night fever
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| Best believe I’m coming to America just to tell Randy Watson, that my soul glows
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| Like I’m that sexual white chocolate
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| So get up, bitch
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| Like I just said nobody puts baby in a corner
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| Yeah Johnny’s got a dirty dance
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| And sure ain’t, no Swayze performance
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| ‘cause when I bust a move I don’t give 2 fucks
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| I own it, y’all can witness
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| Shit I can cruise out with no pants, or I can rock n roll no risky business
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| I got the day off like Bueller
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| I’m on the beach on a cruiser with my kangaroo named boozer
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| We’re ballin like we’re some boomers
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| Smokin' this Buddah in cubans
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| I’ll take it back to the future
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| So I can break a kids scooter
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| And hover board like a ruler
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| ‘cause I ain’t givin' a fuck, I’m like Elaine from Seinfeld rippin' it up
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| Let’s get it on like Marvin Gaye
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| Hit the floor so hard that Harlem Shakes
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| So girl let’s dance like nobody’s watching
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| 'cause all I know is this place is rockin'
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| So go ahead and do what you love to do
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| 'Cause baby it’s your cue to bust a move
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| 'Cause even with the money honey
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| I’m winning when I’m losing it with you
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| Going ham like no one’s watching
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| To a jam that we get lost in
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| 'Cause even with no money, honey
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| I’m winning when I’m losing it
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| With you, you, you, you, you
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| Come on, come on, get silly girl
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| Come on, come on, get silly boy
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| Super-cali-fragalistic Eso’s got that dope shit
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| Back up in the house and there’s no doubt they’re bout to notice
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| Yeah I got that fire, that fire that keeps your soul lit
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| That bass, got you off your face
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| And the crowd is shouting, «go sick!»
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| Oh shit, you see the way that I live my life
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| In dark times, sparks fly, every time that I grip the mic, and when I rip my
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| face off, you’ll see a rainbow covered ninja
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| Then I’ll set the roof on fire, spinning this halo round my finger, yo
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| I’m feeling blessed just waking up, I got that vision
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| I kiss my baby’s face then hold him high up to the ceiling, dancing silly with
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| daddy
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| Music helps you find your wings it’s all Hakuna Matata
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| My lounge room looks like Lion King
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| I’ma bring that vibe on in that makes you groove grind and swing
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| Break it down, body rockin', you ain’t gonna wanna stop it
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| So eshay. |
| Let’s get those hands together
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| Press play and we can dance forever
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| So go ahead and do what you love to do
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| 'Cause baby it’s your que to bust a move
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| 'Cause even with the money honey
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| I’m winning when I’m losing it with you
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| Going ham like no one’s watching
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| To a jam that we get lost in
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| 'Cause even with no money, honey
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| I’m winning when I’m losing it
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| With you, you, you, you, you
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| Come on, come on, get silly girl
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| Come on, come on, get silly boy
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| So go ahead and do what you love to do
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| 'Cause baby it’s your que to bust a move
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| 'Cause even with the money honey
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| I’m winning when I’m losing it with you
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| Going ham like no one’s watching
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| To a jam that we get lost in
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| 'Cause even with no money, honey
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| I’m winning when I’m losing it
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| With you, you, you, you, you
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| One, two, three, four |