| Busta Rhymes, Janet Jackson
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| Here we go, one time
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| Baby just tell me just how you feel, how you feel
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| We living it I’m just giving it to you real, baby c’mon
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| Ev-erytime we crossing the borderline
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| Be giving it to you making you feel fine, turn the heat up
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| Better believe we gon' shine, make your body wind
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| Baby the pleasure is all mine, to my people
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| Who be regulating the dance floor
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| Better step to your business and handle yours, how we do it
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| Making your people just wanna bounce and get busy
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| Because you know that we always’ll hit you off, what you say
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| You wondering why you feeling the force
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| And don’t you worry cause yo we ready to floss
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| Mohicans’ll always a put you on
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| And blow the spot til the very second I’m gone, get your groove on
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| Now that you tired I hope your body recouping
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| Because we keeping you moving that’s what we doing and you know we’re gonna
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| Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yes
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| Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
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| Like me on you and you on me
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| What’s it gonna be
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| Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yes
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body cream, make you have wet dreams
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| What’s it gonna be
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| What what, what, party people
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| Seeing you waving your hand high
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| Hot shit, burning you making your ass fry, baby c’mon
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| Give you the shit what that make you quiver while I deliver
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| The shit that’ll hit you right in your liver
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| Always SoundScan’n, we never leaving you hanging
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| I’m always doing my thang and my music always be banging so check it
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| You know we be always movin the crowd
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| Type of feeling that make you wanna go play it loud whattup
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| When, we, come and hit you
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| Best believe, we really gon' get you
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| Light up whatever you wanna flaunt
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| Cause we be dipping it baby, so what you want, here we go
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| Paintin the picture we keep it hot in the winter
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| Now big up my people you know I’m always wit’cha (Flipmode)
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| We blowing and taking over the planet — full blast
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| Hitting with Busta Rhymes and Janet and you know we’re gonna
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| Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yes
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| Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
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| Like me on you and you on me
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| What’s it gonna be
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| Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yes
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body cream, make you have wet dreams
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| What’s it gonna be
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| We gonna make your body feel wet
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| We gonna make your body say yeah
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| I wanna know where my road dawgs is it
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| I wanna know where my live women is at — Where you at?
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| We gonna make your body feel wet
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| We gonna make your body say yeah
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| Now everybody wave your hand real high, real high
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| And let me see you all put em up in the sky, c’mon
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| Making my niggas just say ho, word up
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| And making you women just say ahh, baby c’mon
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| Bringing it to you in many ways
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| We making and taking you people right through another phase, c’mon
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| We rocking it baby that’s how we dropping it baby
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| There ain’t no stopping it baby I know we driving you crazy
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| And then we hit with the greatest of all times
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| No matter what you do baby, we gon' shine and you know we’re gonna
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| Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yes
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| Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
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| Like me on you and you on me
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| What’s it gonna be
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| Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body scream out yes
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| Gonna make, gonna make your body cream, make you have wet dreams
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| What’s it gonna be
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| What wha-what, what, what what it’s gon' be
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| Busta Rhymes, Janet Jackson
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| Finally, Flipmode baby what
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| Yeah yeah, what it’s gonna be
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| What it’s gon' be
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| What it’s gon' be
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| What’s it gonna be
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| What what what, wha-what, what
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| Uh uh uh, ah ah, ah ah, ah, ah-ah
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| Close the door nigga |