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Lets go back! come on! and forth |
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Come on back, move your neck |
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Funky phat beats what'd you expect, |
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From two guys called, |
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Fedde, mr V, so if your ready |
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We gon' see yo' body yo' hands (put them up) |
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I said yo' hands (put them up) |
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If you got that shit, light it up |
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And while you're up, everybody go back |
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To a place where youve been before, |
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Old school to the new, it's time to go forth |
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To a whole new level |
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Fedde, more bass and a little more treble |
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Back |
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Cause mothafuckas don't understand, |
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Mr v got the mic in his hands, so go |
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Forth |
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Cause we on course, better yet on track |
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Like a jockey to a horse, |
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Move back, like a girls ass |
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In a pair of tight jeans dancin' to this track |
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Forth |
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Stay on course, this is only the beginning |
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Cause we got more |
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Back |
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To the days of simple ass beats and tracks for days |
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C'mon |
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Put your hands up for new york |
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I love my city, I like girls with titties |
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But, they gotta look pretty |
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Ha, you know I act silly, but nah, look, really |
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We wanna see you bouncin man |
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Matter fact lemme see ya'll clap your hands |
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C'mon shake ya hips, make it twist |
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Raise your hands, pump your fists |
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Where's my drink? to the bar, need a shot of patron |
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Got me buggin on the microphone |
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Talkin' all this shit with Fedde Le Grand |
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But it's time for me to go and for ya'll to dance |
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So go back, and forth |
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C'mon |
