| So this club feels intergalactic much like the 80s
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| And lights and cameras action on all the ladies
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| Running to, running to you doing that thing you do
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| Everyone circled around watching as you get down
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| This beat goes intergalactic
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| Lights they shine while dimes and par tics
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| Dance floor runaway girls who move quick
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| Ladies night! |
| (ladies)
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| Moves to the bar with a bevy in mind
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| Bar keetin' on me so I waste no time
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| Shots free! |
| 'Cause they know my grind
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| Like oooh right before I chase this line
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| Now I’m ready for the floor like I never did this before
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| Pull up on a shorty touch her like this
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| So I’m grindin' from the front and make my way to the rear
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| No fear man this chick drives queer
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| Bust to a stance everybody stand clear (wow)
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| And she ain’t pretendin'
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| Oh no she didn’t!
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| She’s introducing the robot
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| Put your elbow up with that shoulder
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| Lean baby, watch it hang and let the pendulum swing
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| She’s introducing the robot
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| Go go
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| Make it stop
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| Dance dance do the robot
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| And off her circuitry she bringin' out the freak in me
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| The heat up in this function bout to malfunction
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| Watchin' how her butt engage, gage gage gage gage
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| Got me clappin' while this music plays, plays plays plays
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| A pro with yo poppin' like it’s your way into my heart
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| Stop right at this motion
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| Take a sip of this potion
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| Now tell your girls to give us space
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| I notice why they hate this way
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| 'Cause you do what you do
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| Bottom line plus you’re cute and they’re jackin' your moves
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| She’s introducing the robot
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| Put your elbow up with that shoulder
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| Lean baby watch it hang and let the pendulum swing
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| She’s introducing the robot
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| Go go
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| Make it stop
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| Dance dance do the robot
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| (Yo I think that’s the club right there
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| Pull in right there.)
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| W-Whats this?
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| Wheres the valet?
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| I see the line to get in but I don’t see Shay
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| (Get in line)
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| (To the club)
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| You’re a bouncer and all
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| I get the fact that you’re eight foot tall
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| (What)
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| Why you gotta trip on little guys like me?
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| Just steer us in the way of the VIP
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| (Thanks)
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| I’m not sure if this is worth all that
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| Everybody’s sweaty and this club is packed
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| Hey Geon, Leon everybody’s neon
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| Walkin' like its skipped
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| Everybody’s trippin me out right now
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| (Up)
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| There’s my boy I gotta say what’s up
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| Hey Shay come here let’s take a Myspace shot
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| There’s like guys doing head-spins and girls doing robots
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| Spies for the Redskins and squirrels sportin' mohawks?
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| No, not Mohawks! |
| I said they’re doin' robots!
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| She’s introduce-duce-ducing the robot
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| Come on lets head to the VIP
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| So that everyone can see
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| So sick us kids will forever be
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| Plus I got girls that I need you to meet
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| Got tricks and you know that I stay with the treats
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| Another DJ first requestin' the beat
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| (What)
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| Right before we take our seats
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| Check it out even Ripley found it hard to believe
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| She’s introducing the robot
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| Put your elbow up with that shoulder
|
| Lean baby, watch it hang and let the pendulum swing
|
| She’s introducing the robot
|
| Go go
|
| Make it stop
|
| Dance dance do the robot
|
| So this club feels intergalactic much like the 80s
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| And lights and cameras action on all the ladies |