(feat. The Sugarhill Gang)
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Oh Yeah... what's up world?
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It's Master Gee and... Sugar Hill Gang,
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Wonder Mike... and diggety I'm here with my man Bob Sinclar
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let's do it (one, two, three...)
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LalalalA? lalA?la... lalA?lallA?
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lalalalA? lalA?la... lalalA?-lalA?la-lalA?
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[Hen Dogg]
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Back, back, back in the day when the Djs spoile on night.
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When the party fun, the mc's come drop and test the mic. (oh yeah)
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Don't need to worry, don't need to hurry the grooves are just for you (come on)
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Keep it pop it and locking, breaking and rocking.
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Everybody knows there ain't no stopping.
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Come on ya'll get on the floor, I'm gonna take you back make you beg for more.
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Aint no party like an old school party got an old school party don't stop.
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So Dj (clock my fav joy) and let me rock the mic.
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Now throw your hands high in the air, everybody say: Oh Yeah.
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LalalalA? lalA?la... lalA?lallA? (Yeah just do it, do it, do it)
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lalalalA? lalA?la (High) lalalA?-lalA?la-lalA? (Now somebody, anybody, everybody Scream!)
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LalalalA? lalA?la... (yeah this do it, do it, do it) lalA?lallA? (Oh yeah... uh get body come on)
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lalalalA? lalA?la (It's only, only, only own) lalalA?-lalA?la-lalA? (I like that)
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(talk to me) (Wonder Mike, come on and get down)
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[Wonder Mike]
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Yes, yes yo! It's Wonder Mike and I like to rock the hell.
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I'm work that body, work that body and baby just work it out (Aah).
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Abidihibidihophop and don't get stopped, let me see that body rock.
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Put your afrojack kup to the side, let me hear you say Alright,
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Grooves so funky furious did make you get so serious,
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when the people hearin' us they starting called delirious.
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Work it, let's work it, let's work it, work it, work it.
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Now somebody, anybody, everybody Scream!
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LalalalA? lalA?la... lalA?lallA? (Yeah just do it, do it, do it)
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lalalalA? lalA?la (High) lalalA?-lalA?la-lalA? (Now somebody, anybody, everybody Scream!)
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LalalalA? lalA?la... (yeah tell wave your hands from side to side) lalA?lallA? (eh, oh, eh)
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lalalala lalala (It's only, only, only own) lalalA?-lalA?la-lalA? (... here, come on)
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[Master Gee]
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One, two, three, four. Step the honor avert for the Master Gee show.
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Once upon a time but not long ago when there was no rapstars on tv-shows, no moviedeal, commercials (..) starting to grow.
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In them days when you cup the art, you did a sake for the money and avert for the hart.
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Back then you had to be a true believer. Every (..) hang at the discofever.
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Dj Flash in Hollywood. Many happend in the streets of Manhatten.
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(group and queens and long like ... an you a gave for mons brown seas and down and song steary kate to the fact an techicachiu fans hill)
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LalalalA? lalA?la... (oh) lalA?lallA? (Yeah just do it, do it, do it)
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lalalalA? lalA?la (High, down) (come on) lalalA?-lalA?la-lalA? (Now somebody, anybody, everybody Scream!)
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LalalalA? lalA?la... (yeah this do it, do it, do it) lalA?lallA? (Oh yeah... uh get body come on)
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lalalalA? lalA?la (It's only, only, only own) lalalA?-lalA?la-lalA? (I like that) (....)
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Lala Song
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| Bob Sinclar |
