Lyrics
Verse 1
This is as close to meaningless as my rhymes get/ itll probably be the number 1 hit/ A lot of peoples work weeks stink/ they want to get loose, they dont want to think/ So goes the state of rap music/ the beats and gimmicks are why the masses use it/ So if you dont care what Im saying/ and you just listen to rap for the beat thats playing/ This one ought to get the juices going/ Im flowing, tweeters, bass and midrange blowing/ All in your face/ involuntary movement, you want to get a taste/ So go on and get it then/ Do the shoulder shimmy, break dance, back bend/ do something, I work hard--/ to leave North American dance floors scarred/
Chorus
Feel That? Huh?
Verse 2
Party better wait for me/ Hate to be late to the place to be/ Elbow room is what I need up in here/ let the club owners know you been here/ Downbeat dropping like an anvil/ its getting at you, you cant stand still/ Aint nothing but a party yall/ nation of wind-up dolls and Im starting y’all/ Shake it honey, shake it/ if the weeks been rough, go ahead and break it/ Natural high is my preference/ before you turn that up, baby girl, inspect it/ Crazies be stalking the club/ most hugs are cheap feels, it aint love/ So everybody watch yourself/ remember this moment and how you felt/ Give it to me
Repeat Chorus
Soul Clap!
This is funky!
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